It's been 2 weeks since Mattheo died, today was his funeral. I couldn't focus on my studies, all I could think about was Mattheo.
"It wasn't your fault." everyone would say, but I will never be able to forgive myself for Mattheo's death.

I've became distant from the Slytherin friend group. I've been sitting at the Astronomy tower alone most of the time, overthinking about Mattheo.
I will always have this lingering feeling, like a part of me disappeared. I didn't realize until he died how much he affected me. We only knew each other for a few months, but those months changed me. I will never grasp the fact that I'll never talk to him again, see him, laugh with him... Just thinking about it made my heart break in a million pieces. I'll look back at the photos we took of us smiling, being happy, I will never be able to recreate those memories with him. I wish it lasted longer, it was unfair, he was so close to having the life he wanted, he already killed his father. But he chose to save me instead of himself, and I will never be able to repay him for that.