The walls here have already begun their slow, crumbling descent around my shoulders without your bubbling laughter to keep them upright.
This place is empty.
Each day my heart will beat less and I will suffocate more until I can hold you again and see your toothy grin.
I promised to keep away all your monsters forever.
With my shouts into the darkness, I will keep that promise.
There is always darkness, my sweet boy.
Whether you’re here or not.
But when you’re not here,
who will keep away mine?