from the wide-eyed one
VanishedOne less mouth to feed.
One less friend to see.
Eating is not the same when one is missing.
The wonderful aroma of steak lost its attractiveness even for me.
Dinner tonight was depressing. His roommate refused to speak up and has been playing with his food throughout the meal.
Even the mood-maker has lost his energy ever since the news broke out.
How many times have I wished for some peace and quiet...
It was granted but I never wanted it to be like this. I would prefer the rowdiness of everyday than to see us like this.
The tears and long faces of each one seemed so wrong.
I couldn't help but be angry at you. This wouldn't have happened if you were still here.
Everyone laughing and joking around felt like it happened ages ago.
Nothing felt right anymore.
I threw my plate filled with food on the wall behind me.
Everything's wrong.
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