Man, this is like really emo now that I read it again. OLDD~ :D LOTS of italicized words, for some reason. Why, I don't know. xD

You know what, I tried my best, and that's all that counts. I cared for you, and protected you when you were in danger. But the one time I wasn't there to help you... No one knew what happened. All just a blur, I guess. And now your cold, lifeless body sits in front of me, as if you'd never left at all.

But you have left, Captain, and no matter how many times I try to tell myself it's okay, there is always a pang of the harsh reality that is your death. Can I go on this way, stumbling around my life like a pitch-black room? The ink of despair blinds my heart, mind, and soul. I failed most bitterly in my attempt to keep you safe.

No person could ever raise my dampened and drowned out spirits, if even for a fraction of a second. Everything around me reminds me of the kind man you were, how you filled my life with a sense of meaning—Belonging. Some might say I'm overreacting about all of this, but I don't agree. They just didn't know you for who you really were. Above all, you were my idol, my inspiration for what I did with my life. Although you might have pulled me into times of trouble, you were always there for me.

And so, I don't want to think about you anymore, as I fade away into the dismal spiral of life.