Too much work...not enough payoff...equals boring.

And then he was gone. It would not have ended well anyway. Even though I know this, I am going through the process of grief. Good bye, dear Robert. You are fantastic, amazing, and delicious. As you wished me luck, so do I wish you the same. You are my inspiration, and I will continue to search high and low for the images you create.

He was this person who represented greatness to me. Accomplished in his field, yet continuously striving to be better. I don't know if I created him, or if he just really IS this amazing. I always go back to that word to describe him. He is witty; the banter was so worth it. And you know why it ended like this? Fear. Plain old fear. Of what? Fear of falling for him. Every day that passes, the deeper I fall. And maybe it was the image of him that I created that I was falling for, but nevertheless, I was falling. People affect us in different ways. Some come in a flash and leave the same way without a second thought. Others, though, carve their initials in our hearts and memories, and when they're gone, we run our fingers through the letters and feel these deep emotions. That is how I feel about this man. Too bad it ended this quickly.