Death.

I keep looking among them but you’re not there. You should have been there with them. You shouldn't have left me that soon. You see, life goes on, it does without you too. They still talk and laugh together. I keep breathing. I get hungry, I eat. I get sleepy, I sleep. And when I wake up, I’m still alive. I thought I couldn't but I did, even when you’re not here. Without hearing your voice, Without smelling you, I’m still here. Why can’t I come to you? am I scared of death? How selfish ..They say maybe I should get some help or get away for a while but will you come back If I go? Won't I carry the same pain wherever I go?