Going, going, gone. I am lost in the void now, and no matter how much I reach or claw, everything slips from my grasp. And I fall deeper. I'd say that I'll miss you until the end of time but that implies that there is an end. And although forever is a hard word to grasp, when you truly think about its meaning, it's the only way to describe how long you'll be on my mind. I'm drowning in an ocean of sorrow, and the light is beginning to fade. Without you, I am but a shell: no emotions, no soul. My heart is gone and in its place is a block of lead, bringing me down faster than a bullet drops a man. Life is something we take for granted until its over. We don't seem to grasp just how remarkable it is. We smile, we laugh, we lose and we cry. And yet losing you showed me that love trumps life. For a life without love is one without meaning. A young man who has loved has already lived more than anyone who hasn't. As I near the bottom of this ocean I realize it's the little things that will make me miss you the most. Times where I'll expect to hear your laugh and hear nothing but resounding silence. Times when I'll look for you and realize you're nowhere to be found. The light is gone now as I reach the bottom. And I fall deeper.