I think the hardest part of losing someone, isn't having to say goodbye, but rather learning to live without them. Always trying fill the void, the emptiness that's left inside your heart when they go.
Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time. Every time I'm kept in the dark. Every time I'm outcasted. Every time I have unanswered questions.