Just because he isn't physically here, it doesn't mean he's gone. He surrounds me. Everywhere I go, everything I see, hear, taste. He is there. His laugh, floating through the air, his eyes, lighting up my life. But it's almost haunting sometimes, feeling his presence, almost feeling his touch. I can't keep missing him. But he's gone. And soon, I will be too.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang