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.