You took your final breath last night
You have gained your wings
Now take flight
You have left a handprint on all our hearts
You will always be with us even though you had to depart
When the sun shines down on all of us
We will know it’s your smile upon all of us
We will never forget you and all you accomplish
Rest In Peace sweet little one
We hope you bring heaven a whole lot of fun...

I took a little pill last night
           to help me fall asleep,
hoping and praying
           to release the strife I keep.

But, it didn’t work…..

So, I took a long walk last night
          out in the freezing rain,
hoping and praying
           it would wash away my pain.

But, it didn’t work….

So, I came back into the house
          so tired and cold,
looked up into a mirror
          realizing I looked so old.

So I sat down and cried….

As morning approached I was exhausted,
    a need to lay down my weary head,
I hoped and prayed for dreamless sleep
  away from my heartbreak and dread.

But sleep was broken by dreams
         and now I welcome a new day,
   starting all over again
a peaceful heart, mind, and soul is what I pray…..*
~

I remember all the days on which I used to let you know,
how much you mean to me and how I'll always love you so.
But you deleted all the messages and burned the poems away,
for every moment we were in love you've forgotten that whole day.
But I remember what you wore when I pinned you on the sand,
I remember how you joked I kissed away that burn that scarred your hand,
and I remember those white zip earrings, from that perfect, perfect day,
every moment of you and I, in my mind will always stay.

I miss you,
I miss talking to you like I haven't talked to you in weeks,
as if before was what we had going on now,
not talking,
and when we talked we were so happy to talk,
so excited,
like we were not able to speak,
for staring through a monitor was enough,
like every dream we had was build on dirt and fairytale's,
but one thing we never forgot to include was the trust,
I honestly never had a better friend,
I never loved someone to the end as much as I did with him,
But what could I of missed,
to miss the fact that he got upset by me,
to the point where he no longer wants to speak to me,
what did I miss,
when he wouldn't even phone to tell me with his his own two lips.
when I cried for days,
praying,
saying,
I'm sorry for whatever I've done,
I just miss you,
because I feel as if the flowers all closed up,
and the bee's can't pollinate for the honey,
and now everyone must suffer greatly.
because you can make a flower open up to you,
by missing it.