It's been 3 years. 3 years we haven't heard your voice, Seen your face, laughed with you. You lived one month in the new year, 3 years ago, before you decided Life wasn't getting any better.
I thought remembering you would get hard, But I've never done anything easier. I remember the dream I had after you left, You had come back for just one day, To say your farewells and make amends.
I hope I never forget that dream.
Well Martin, you're not forgotten, you're still missed, you're still loved. I hope your at peace.