blank and warm,
so full of beautiful,
loving echoes.
he means everything.
he doesn't exist any more.
- - -
it used to bother me
whenever someone'd say
"I'm so depressed"
because depression was a label.
nobody really knew
how far, how deep it could go.
- - -
i still try.
foolishly, perhaps.
but i try.
you, here beside me.
i miss you more than ever.