Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Excerpt: Life Without You (Part 2 of the Mortality Trilogy)

When someone dies, those whose lives have been touched by that person mourn. They don't mourn the death, per se, they mourn the moments that are lost. All of the things that are about to happen that the deceased would have loved. The moments they would have shared.
It is a strange thing, to have lost someone so dear to you. It's as though your soul has ripped in two. No sob can ever be loud enough, no murmur soft enough. Tears could fill the ocean and it still won't fill the hole left by their departure.
My name is John Lawrence, and I am currently experiencing such pain.