Speaking of you in past tense is awkward.
My memories are still so fresh.

I didn't see you in the hospital,
couldn't see your atrophied form.

This was a long time coming,
But still so very sudden.

You were a second father to me,
And yet I feel incapable of emotion.

I should feel loss, grief, anger, something
Instead, I am uncomfortable feeling nothing.

No goodbyes today. I know you're gone,
But I won't process for a while.