I wnat to look upon your face again,
but I'm afraid it can't be done.
The thought of you being out of my life lets
tears make a puddle on the letter I write you in pain,
knowing you'll never get a chance to read.
Wanting to reach you in words, tell you what it's like
without you here.
It's empty, my heart aches, my mind rushes.
This is all messed up.
Grieving your loss
Crying here and there.
I wish this wasn't so.
Author notes
This was short, but I was just writing what I felt and it was me missing my "brother" Seth.
He killed himself.
He was my hero,
my friend,
my inspiration.
With out him here things just aren't the same.
Comments..??
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Im so sorry to hear about your loss, that must have been terrable for you. I hope that if you need anyone to talk to, you know I'm here.
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