� Tidal � 2007-09-10 � 10:02 a.m. �

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There is no pain quite like this - and I know pain.

There is no word to properly describe this emptiness... no amount of rational thinking makes it even remotely understandable.

There is nothing I can do... but suffer in wait...

I know there are reasons... and I know it was someone's plan... I'm sure somewhere in a space bigger than this, it was written down on someone's palm. But don't try to explain it to me... don't tell me about it... today I won't see it, and today I don't care about reason, purpose or time.

All I feel is space... and emptiness... and I can feel it flood with grief.

Tomorrow... will hurt more, not less... I guarantee.

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