Gone

There are things that were never said. After this loss is inexplicable, heart wrenching, sad. Nobody expected you to vanish, to leave us behind. I'm just looking for an outlet, for a way to unwind. All that's left are pictures, memories. Recalling the last time I saw your face, deserted, I sit here as my soul cries. Being alive is a gift--- I want to remember your existence, and use it to uplift. My heart is split into a million pieces after your loss. Things will never be the same, and God only knows what I will come across. Time is too precious to waste, don't let it slip. I wish I didn't have to take, this melancholic trip. Until we meet again in the afterlife. I will celebrate you with my actions, throughout my life. Overbearing it is, this deep, unforeseeable sorrow. Realizing that there is no promise, of waking up again, tomorrow.