@bloodnoseinyourarms: she passed an hour before I got there. I remember my parents asking me if I wanted to say goodbye one last time. I wasn’t sure what to do but I said yes. I touched her hand but her hand was cold. a couple years later when I started writing music I recorded this demo about it. this one is really painful for me to listen back to and I wasn’t sure if it was something I wanted to share. I hope putting it out will feel like letting go.