What happens when the one thing you truly love disappears?

I never told him I loved him...

He would always smile, and tell me I was beautiful

I'm not beatiful anymore...

He would always make sure I was taken care of

There's no one here now...

Why did he die?

Is there a point to life now?

I don't know what to think...

I don't know what to do...

I don't know how to feel...

How can they expect me to go through life without him?

... and yet...

There was something that bothered him

Something unsaid... unseen...

What caused him great pain that he couldn't tell me?

Before he died, he said, "I love you,"

"I love you and only you."

I cried...

He'll never be there again...

I find no point in living anymore so...

SAYONARA...