How you wished you had more time,
We miss the ones that leave, yet forget the ones that are there.
Soothe that cold, sorrow heart of yours,
Cos' she wouldn't want otherwise.
Living in itself is grand,
Shall she rest in content, and watch you from the heavens.

Mourn, but don't forget
That immortality is not ours to have.

Live my friend, live life again.

posted by PURE @ 10:29 pm.