Everyday, I wake up, I go to school, talk to our friends, I laugh, I smile and I go about my day as per usual. But, something doesn't feel right. Something is missing. You. You're not there anymore. You're off somewhere, you're with your new friends, you're off doing your thing, with out us—without me. And here I sit, feeling an eerie emptiness, as if I'm missing something. Our lunch discussion, our after school adventures, your music, your voice, your words, your mind, your plaid shirts; just you. Everyday, I act as if nothing has changed, but I know deep inside of me that everything has changed. I lost you. I lost my best friends. Without as much as a simple goodbye. One day, I was watching you play the piano, then the next, you're 700 miles away. And I'm here—without you.