The ungodly sounds from my mouth,
are wisps of a talk better had when you were alive.
My coiled body knotted so strongly together,
is the same strength I would have held you in before you left.

The memories my mind play are not recent, but from long ago.
Like a movie they shuffle quickly before my eyes.
Easter mornings and Christmas puzzles, singing songs, and apple pies.
Leaving with you is a part of me.
I'll miss you forever I swear solemnly.

The way you loved us is the way you lived.
Leaving an eternal lesson imparted on us all,
to each it may be different, but to each it will always be true.
I cannot bear to see you go, but you knew that I love you.

The truth is that I should've called you, and I never should have settled for a voicemail. Ever.