Its been 2 seconds since I thought about you last,
your final words and dying eyes,
your inability to speak, to say "I Live in you"
I miss that hospice bed and the bloomed gardens
of which you had the best view of.
I miss that last drive home,
it was silent because you were always
the life and soul of us all.
But most of all,
I miss your white body,
lifeless but still present,
soulless but still beautiful.
Its been 2 minutes since I thought about you last,
sitting in the front room hunched in excruciating pain,
watching meaningless TV but it took your mind off of reality,
your masked laughs and your baggy pyjamas that you lived in.
I miss your shaved head, it prepared you for the battle,
you faced the poison head on
Like you always did.
I miss your yellow skin, filled with venom,
your weary face.
But most of all,
I miss your character called Jim who faced everyday like it was somewhat normal.
Its been 2 hours since I thought about you last,
your booming laugh and horrendous screams,
your roars and cries,
your short temper and piercing orbs.
I miss the word "sorry" and your forgiving whisper,
your sausage fingers that would wipe away
my Tsunami tears telling me to "be yourself."
But most of all,
I miss your quiet glances that looked like nothing, but meant
everything
Its been 2 years since I thought about you last,
your grass goatie and soft demenar,
Your protective wolf stance and your idiotic voices.
I miss sitting on the table annoying you.
Your music makes me feels immortal.
I wish you were immortal.
It been 20 years since I thought about you last.
I hate cancer.
I hate God.
I despise that your not here.
But most of all.
I love that you were my smile at the end of my day.
Now
Jump