I'd be lying if I said her grave was my only memory of her.

But, it was the one I remembered the most.
How could I forget?
She was family.
She always will be.

She had taken part of my heart with her.
Kept in her hands
and they burned together.
It was part of my soul I saw lifeless,
Part of my heart.

Now, I live alone with ashes in its' place.
She was taken away from me and I
Was torn.

Exaggeration?
I think not.
I have the ripped edges upon my skin to prove it.

I cannot cry-
I refuse to, they would say.
But really, I had no guts to do it.
I couldn't cry because it made the truth
All the more real.

To not be able to touch,
Speak,
Hear,
Feel her presence
Was a nightmare come true.

Was everything going to be alright?
Not if she wasn't there to kiss me goodnight.
Not is she wasn't there to ask about my well being.
Not if she wasn't there to witness all my achievements
And not if she wasn't there to catch me when I fall.
No, not at all.

Food made me starve
Water made me thirsty,
I needed her to live;
She gave me love and serenity.

Fate, you were cruel
To rip her away from my life,
I did good yet I deserved death of a loved one?
I beg for you to bring her back-
She means the world to me-
I need her.

Is it not enough to pray?
Is it not enough to love everything I get?
Is it not enough to take care of the family I have left?
Is it not enough to beg?
Is it not enough for everyone to come before myself?
Is it not enough to love her with all my heart even after she's gone?

After the amazing life she gave me
I still only remember her gravestone-
She deserved to live longer.
Why did she die when there were people who needed death more?
Why were you, death, cruel to her?
She was perfect for you but mostly me.
I guess you wanted her more.
Selfish you were.
How could you?

I can't take anymore of this.

I beg you, please
Please bring her back.
I love her.
I need her.
She can't be gone.
I'm nothing without her.

Please.