You battled everyday.
Inside you were at war with your body for 20 years.
You kept fighting and never gave up.
Nothing would tear you down.
Nothing stopped you from doing what you loved. Not even doctor reccomendations.
You were a dear friend.
A role model to others.
Why did you have to go so soon.
I don't think you ever gave up.
I just think you did all you could bur someone decided to stop putting you through that hell for longer.
I miss you.