the ringleader

Dad,
I can't even describe how much I miss you. We all do. Maggie, Glenn, Beth, Carol, Michonne, Judith, Tyreese, Sasha, Bob, Abraham, Tara, Rosita... Hell, even Eugene misses you. But Daryl... he. He can't even function. You were his everything. You were all that mattered to him. Of course he cares about the rest of us, but you were his second half.

He'd literally do anything to keep you safe. He tried, dad. He wanted to protect you so bad. He's not the same anymore. No one can get him to talk. Carol tried to get him to eat but he refuses to move. Everyday he sits by your grave, slouched against it, clinging to your shirt.

We don't have a leader anymore. No one can compare to you.

We've all lost someone... Some more than others. But you, dad. You were the worst. You taught us how to be strong, how to keep hope, how to trust people.

Nothing will ever be the same without you.
-Carl