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by Sora, The Lonely Poet Feb 13, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
After your death I was depressed I felt more empty Like nothing was there for me. I felt the pain rip at my heart Like a knife stealing the life from me. Yet, I didn't know why. I went on, feeling more lonely with each looming day Then... Then, I noticed it. I wanted so badly to confide in you, my pain. I wanted you to tell me that It's all ok. But you weren't there for me. I never realized just how important you were to my life. How important you still are. As I read your journals, they inspire me, they help me. And that tells me... What a great friend you were to me. Now I know