And it's still hard to believe it's been a year
even after a year has turned into a year and one month
And the burn that follows a tequila shot
is accompanied by your laugh
And coconut anything smells like you
And anytime any one of the many songs you loved plays
You are all I see
And I think about your eyelashes
when I put my makeup on
And red lipstick and polka dots
cannot be worn without remembering you on any other day
And lemon squares taste
like those good times
LOTR? The Beatles? Pink Floyd? Fleetwood Mac? Shakespeare? Hilary Duff?(only you would understand)
All enjoyed with you in mind
And everything that's awesome
has become a reminder
that you missed being our tequila queen on the first day;
that you never got to wear your cap and gown
and eat pancakes at 5 am;
never got to see eighteen
and put your well educated vote to use;
and you never got to stand to your full five feet and one inch
and say to the world
"Here I come."
And I guess the songbirds keep singing
with that blackbird
in the dead of night
But it's hard to hear
because we're all butchering Bennie and the Jets
at the top of our lungs
from atop someone's couch
Just like you'd have wanted,
just like you'd have done.
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 2:05 AM UTC
And it's still hard to believe it's been a year
even after a year has turned into a year and one month
And the burn that follows a tequila shot
is accompanied by your laugh
And coconut anything smells like you
And anytime any one of the many songs you loved plays
You are all I see
And I think about your eyelashes
when I put my makeup on
And red lipstick and polka dots
cannot be worn without remembering you on any other day
And lemon squares taste
like those good times
LOTR? The Beatles? Pink Floyd? Fleetwood Mac? Shakespeare? Hilary Duff?(only you would understand)
All enjoyed with you in mind
And everything that's awesome
has become a reminder
that you missed being our tequila queen on the first day;
that you never got to wear your cap and gown
and eat pancakes at 5 am;
never got to see eighteen
and put your well educated vote to use;
and you never got to stand to your full five feet and one inch
and say to the world
"Here I come."
And I guess the songbirds keep singing
with that blackbird
in the dead of night
But it's hard to hear
because we're all butchering Bennie and the Jets
at the top of our lungs
from atop someone's couch
Just like you'd have wanted,
just like you'd have done.
Forever and for always. Miss you every day <3