A/N: Garbage wrote it. Rocks didn't really want to help because she doesn't support gayness, but she edited.
I sit on the ground, burying my face in my arms. Ever since he died, I've started feeling different. It's just as if a part of me is missing. It's just so… different without him. I still can't believe it. My name is Remus John Lupin, and I am mourning the loss of a special person. A very special person. Special to me, at least. I can't admit it. I can't admit the fact. The fact that this person is dead. Gone. Forever. I can't. I just can't… Everywhere I look, I can see him. I can't. I can't let go. I can't let go of him. But he's already gone. It's killing me. This… this feeling. I can't forget. Half of me is gone. Forever. I cannot let go of him. I can't believe myself. I can't believe that I ever thought of him as a traitor. I have to move. Move on. Move on in life. But I can't. I can't do it myself. I need him. When I saw him fall through the veil, part of me died. Along with him. Part of me is gone, just like vapor. Just like him. But I have to be strong. But how can I be strong if he's gone? It feels strange… without him. It feels strange just thinking that I'm never going to hear any more of his ridiculous jokes or hear his melodious laugh, ever again. But I have to be strong. Be strong for him. Be strong even though half of me is gone. Everything… for Sirius…