I couldn't stop the gloom that engulfed me,
didn't imagine the low spirits that touched me;
It was the moment that I saw you for the last time,
realized that my life with you was just spent on borrowed time.

Grandpa, Such a brave man
It's so sad to have to say goodbye.
A tragic accident has happened.
And now we have to let you fly.

You always put others first
even in the midst of danger.
You were the hero all along,
Fighting fires at 19, So very young.

I know there wont be any fires,
up there in heaven.
Not whilst your around to protect them.

I  remember how you smiled,
You lit up the room.
We will never forget you,
Your memory wont be gone anytime soon.

And no, this is not goodbye,
This is till we meet again.
When it is our time to fly,
We will meet once again.

writing your name with my own hands
in the 'Absent' column on the blackboard
chalk and tears; unpredictable fears
you're still not here.

I think of you in every hour
And with every site of gorgeous flower
I try to forget the happiness you brought
But in my saddest moment that is the greatest thought
It brings a smile to my face, what we used to be
How undeserving of you I was and only now can see
I have no words that can express this best
Except, you’re the last thought as I lay my head to rest

You may not remember
But I do
The night you said
"I kind of miss you."

I went to heaven in a smile
Lathered in pearly white.
Out of sight, out of mind
I understood this only after arriving.

I went to heaven in a smile
Without grief, without prior knowledge.
In a whisper every thing became clear.
Without stumbling I realized where I was.
Following a winged angel
She smiled, her hand warm in mine.
Until we meet again, know I miss you.
Lathered in what I've come to know,
What I've come to feel.
When I close my eyes I hope to arrive there again soon.
Before my winged angel
In a language spoke between clouds

I'm listening to your record on repeat and thinking of times we had together. And I can't help but feel sad. Longing for your touch.  For your comforting brown eyes to be looking back into mine. I miss your hugs. I miss your soft skin. Love certainly accents the loneliness.