I'm so sorry you had to see him go 

We all know that he loved you the most

Or loves you still, depending on what you believe

We all need to lay on to these things to bring meaning to the way we breathe

Sick for so long

Decisions made out of fear

Maybe the wrong ones

Or maybe I don't know a thing about what brought you here

I see how you are when you're around each other

I go back to fear, because I fear that the other made these choices from a true place of that - not knowing if he'll lose everything he's earned

When in reality, you seem to take more than your fair share 

I know he's gone, and for that I send you and yours my love

But I truly hope the other sees the things within himself that are worth fighting for

Or perhaps I'm completely wrong