Our plans of meeting collapsed when seven years ago today you passed. Based on pictures you seemed to live a life filled with laughs. We carry on in this existence that only seems to move so fast. The grudge held most of my life vanished in a flash. I hope you smile when looking down, I think of you often. Feel free to give me a sign when inside my head I get lost in. I wrote the letter of consent for your body to endure cremation. I think since I've opened up enough to mentally handle a visitation. Energy can never be created or destroyed, so I know you're more than a memory. You got your wings early, keep flying within the realm of eternity. Miss you pops, rip