December 22 On December 22 5:24am, I realized you were gone, The hospital felt cold and lonely. People crying and telling me it will be ok. My heart sinking but still floating with a chance of hope cause you always find hope on days like these right? These pains I get affect me like a stab in the heart that won't heal, a puzzle where the pieces just don't quite fit. This puzzle I just can't fix I try and try but everything just seems wrong. What will I do without you. You were there for me when nobody was. led me to believe that I was never alone, but now all I feel is like a depressed piece of the puzzle but can't find it's match.