The rain on the screen reminds me of the darkness of today. The day when the one you love most in the world is gone. You know it was for the best, you know it ended the pain and suffering for them, but what about you? What about the emptiness they left behind? The emptiness you live with day to day. You try and hide it on the outside, be happy cheerful and full of excitement, but when alone the emptiness overwhelms you and you don't know how to go on. There is nothing to do but sit and weep and try and remember the good times. For some reason that never happens the last few months, the pain, the suffering and fear of what could get worse always creeps its way to the surface. Does it ever go away? As the years go past does it get any easier? and if so could it hurry!
