I can't tell myself he is really gone.
I lie to myself and say "I'll see him when school starts again."
Yet he won't be standing there at his piano, ready to lead warm-ups like I'll want him to be.
There's no emotion inside of me right now.
I'm numb.
It's as if every emotion in the world tried to come at me at once and it's too much for me to handle, so I'm left with nothing. Emptiness.
This year will be the hardest year of my life, but I am more than ready to get back to school and finish the tasks Mr. Cox left us with.
As his last choir,
I know we will all work SO hard to accomplish everything in our paths, just like Mr. Cox would do.
