Your voice was heaven. With every syllable, perfection. Now all I have is the hole you forgot to patch up. A void in my chest, filled only my by loneliness. I cant reach out. I know its a trap. Every time it ends up biting me in the back. Living a world of fear, used to think I could brave it all with you. Here I am 2 and a half months later plagued by my mind. Now all I can find. Your voice bouncing around that void, every time I try to avoid it, I end up becoming numb. Forgetting everything that has happened. Death never happens, I can't grief because I am in a permanent state of grief, over you. Your cute hair, your cute face, your cute vo