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.
-Your Friend
Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 1:15 PM UTC
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.
-Your Friend
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