I just want you to know that I never recovered and might never recover. Although I might appear to be mended, I shall forever hold that darkness, clutch it close, closest to me, because that was what remained with me when everything else shattered. It was my alibi. It was my only companion when you left.
You're still here with me, yet not totally with me.
It's not that I can't stay without you being mine, it's just that I can't stand being without the knowledge that you believe in us.
I'll remain impaired with your mere memory and try to suffice my yearnings with the mere thought of your voice, of your smile...
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