They always say that when you lose that person who gave your life color, everything just goes grey.
          There are distractions to give you a break from crying, but there
          are always dried tears sitting on your cheeks.
Those months spent opening up to the one person who knew you best, or, at least, you thought they knew you.
          It starts with shock, then shakes, then an overwhelming sadness
          to relief, but nobody ever says that relief quickly fades.
It's true when they say that sadness will fill every waking moment, but not that all you'll want to do is sleep that sadness away.
          It sounds stupid that food will lose its taste; it is, but nothing
          tastes the same anymore.
Now when anybody asks how you are, you say you're fine and getting better, but somehow saying that makes it hurt so much more.