Working, if you can call it that, on another essay...I don't know how I can do that, as I can't see the key board.  My first birthday without you.  This time last year, you were so sick, but here.  I miss you so much.  Life is again, lifeless without you.  Just going through the motions 'till we are together again. 

I don't feel you fading away, I feel you right with me.  I hope that I'm not stopping you from the work that you need to do.  But I want to join you so bad, so soon, like right now. 

Love you I do.