Dear John, 
I had nightmares all night. I couldn't get your face out
of my mind. It's like it's permanently tattooed on the
back of my eyelids. Every time I close my eyes, I see
your face. Your beautiful face. I miss is so much. Is
this normal for me to be this messed up with you
gone? I feel like I'm becoming unrecognizable. It's
scary, John. I'd give anything to have just one
more day with you. Anything at all. 
R.I.P.