Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
Just run into a pic made by you. The last one you've made with me. And then... Your profile at Last.fm... The last song listened in January... Friends' comments. Nothing too dark or depressive, like it had always been with you.
Our photos from Tori Fest, we got on the stage together, and who could know then that... I can not believe. Another wave of memories brought just by your nickname on a photo, by your userpic on a site. And for some reason I am sure I'll see this face...
Miss you...

@музыка: the same thing

@настроение: in memory