Missing you

Missing you is like the worst pain I've ever experienced, Times infinity.
It's like searching for the sun in the dead of night.
It's like swimming in the ocean, looking for an island that's not there.

It's like being in a foreign country, where no one understands you.
It's like being surrounded by people, and still feeling so very alone.
It's like singing the most beautiful song with no one to hear it.

It's like trying remember the words to a song you've never heard.
It's like the deepest ocean and the highest mountain. It's depths are unknown to even me.
I miss you bro, more than words could ever say.

About the Author

I lost my brother Paul on March 25th 2014 when he was 29, life has never been the same again.

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