I can feel it in my chest with every beat of the drum. It tingles my skin and rings in my ears. I'm so overwhelmed with emotion while I listen and take in every word, beat, and strum. Nothing else in the world matters. I love this song. I will always love this song. This is my song. It is the soundtrack to my life. It opened my eyes to a whole new world and still I feel something new everytime I hear it. It brings a smile to my face and a tear to my cheek. It wraps it's melody around me in a loving embrace. It brings me home. I find comfort in the voice ringing in my ears. I can sing along or I can listen contently.
Now I only hear a deafening silence so terrifying and unknown where my song used to play. No other song can compete, though they try. Nothing else is quite as perfect and comfortable. I feel as if my life was once complete only to hang on and enjoy the ride, now tumbling and rolling down the mountainside. As if I was once walking next to you, now standing still watching others pass me by in a hurried blur. I felt whole and purposeful when I'd listen, now barely human helplessly drowning in my lonely routine.
He is my song and now he is gone.
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