I will always be with you. Those were her last words to me, to us. And it still doesn't fill the void her absence left. Nothing ever hit deep like the way she just left. We knew the end was near, damn she knew and it hurt still. Truthfully, I don't want to be here, be here at the end. I have always felt this was the last straw for me to draw out my emotions to this grief. Everybody kept giving us words of assurance that all will be well. Some go as far as saying, I know how you feel.