I never imagine living without you, somehow the thought never crossed my mind. But the tree in the forest that falls when no one is there does make a sound, it sounds like years of tears that won't seem to dry, you see the tree falls gradually, first the leaves leaving so swiftly it seems as if they were never there. Then the branch eventually the tree itself starts to decay until there's nothing left but the stump. My heart is similar to the tree, first, the blood vessels that kept it pumping were numbed that's when the memories dissipated. I used you hope of your presents and await your arrival, now it's like I don't know you. I never thought I'd lose my bestfriend, how am breathing with no lungs? Dreaming with no sleep, or running with no legs. How am I here without you?...