There and gone again. Who sees a Breath but I? And must be seen to be believed, lest our way be lost. A whisper upon the wind, a certain warmth of a glowing smile, yet when I as much as turn, 'tis lost. A memory, as powerful as any real thing, yet no thing at all when faced with sight. As substantial as the air, yet just as clear, to be seen by none but I. Is it nothing? Those gone blind know just as well the memory of sight, as I the faint trace of their smile, now lost to me.
I have no clue who wrote that, but this kinda reminded me of it. If anyone else knows what I have sadly forgotten, then I guess say sometn, K?

Well, I kind of expected something sappy and it seems I've completely missed the 8 ball in guessing. But it's still a great story. Kind of sad, but great.

Holy shit! Poor baby, why is he alone? Could you make another chapter where he gets John, please?

I'm crying. I love this. It's just so beautiful.

Aww Karkat, this is so sad, but so cute

i honestly wanted to bawl my eyes out! Bravo!

Wooow! This is wonderful! Please continue? I love ghost stories, and this is my OTP in Homestuck!

Asdfhfdy aw karkat you poor guy I declare that you must go and seek him out!...though it's not possible xD