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It took more than a day to 'not feel sad.' It took more than just a few hours to get rid of that ache in your chest as though it meant nothing, and you wear a pretty smile because it was better than looking like half of the earth had crumbled on your shoulder. That was why Jackson's facade was always intact because it was safer and more powerful to look happy than sad. It had been quite a while since he woke up with his heart feeling so heavy, the weight caused him to walk slower than usual. He couldn't shake the pain off, it was impossible. His world was suddenly in a blurry grey, maybe it always had been, but for a while there, there was an exciting shade of black and white that made life more meaningful. That shade could have been an illusion, something he made up and clung to because he had been in the grey for so long.

All through the night, his bed had been nothing but discomfort. No position made him feel better and he took the pleasure of rolling on both sides as he wondered i