his smile was the light at the end of the tunnel.
his voice was my medicine for my anxiety.
his laugh gave me hope for better days.
when he sang it made everything alright.
he knew how to make people laugh and could bring them joy without even knowing them.
making them smile from 2,000 miles away.
his existence alone was a reason to smile.
but what we failed to know was that the boy who spent his life making people happy, struggled to do so far himself.
and we lost him.
not a day goes by where he isn't missed, and he can never be forgotten because there's no longer that light at the end of the tunnel.
no medicine.
no hope.
just darkness.
just illness.
just nothing.
without him.
A/N: 5 months without you Daniel, we still miss you <3
P.R.
