The time approaches
Just as we are soon to “forget”
Why must everyday I morn like this
To speak about the unspoken
To possible open some wounds
To talk about things when I don’t have the mental for this to consume
Let this not be a goodbye but yet a celebration
My heart hurts at the thought of no reconciliation
To part forever ?
No they would never do
To say goodbye to someone so dear to you
We celebrate when we’re sad
No more cries but only laughs
Watching over us so dearly
I know I’m not alone
The only sadness is knowing I’ll never hear your voice over the phone
R.i.p :/