dreamed of you before I know you, looked for you before I met you, was in love with you when I saw you, tried to break away from you when we are seperated, and worried about you when you left me. You have been the single constant of my life,for god knows how long, now you are gone, I'm utterly alone and lost.

is the worst. When I'm alone, memories, sweet or bitter, would come back to visit me. Death is like the impenetrable darkness, through which, all my questions, all my yells, all my cries are absorbed, nothing gets beyond, nothing echos back, in turn, I am silenced as well.