One year passed
I still think of you
And cry
The cameras found you last
In that store
Where you brought the razors.

The hospital did everything
We didn't heed your warnings
With you
Tattoo,
Like the
Black dog
Tattoo

'Marriage is a slow death'
You were married to the music
You spoke out
Saying that
We were your antidote,
But
I feel
That we were
Also the poison.

Doing the thing you loved
Killed you,
Slowly
Over
Years and
Years,

I remember when
They announced the funeral.
It was on TV,
You being a star and all.

I'm sorry I wasn't there.
Your mother looked nice,
And I felt bad
To
See
Her cry.

I'll remember you
And what you did for me
And
So many others
And
What you stood for

I always ask,
"Did I help
Or
Did I hurt
Him?
And his career
And his friends?"

I hate that I can't get over it,
But I tried to go to you
And others that I love
But I thought,
"Would he want
People to hurt
Because of him?"
So I stopped.

December 18th
3 days away
From my birthday
1 day away
From when I was
Supposed to be born.

3+1= 4 without you
You left us with four great others,
But
My
SHINee
Will
Always
Be
5

I couldn't sleep,
So I went to you.

But you pushed me away,
And just said
"I don't need you, talk to your friends",

Knowing

Full well

They're asleep.

When I told you,

All you said was

"Well then, that's your problem, not mine."