The smell of flowers and candles
Filled the majority of this place.On my right hand is a boquet
And on the other is yours.Though you are not here
I know you're ghost follows me.From the very morning,
Till late night.I just suddenly feel cold
That results to goosebumps.Instead of being afraid,
I just smile, for I know you are there.Watching every move,
Even what I write right now.It's been a year,
But the longing is still here.I assure you that I won't forget
The things you taught me.The messages you've sent everyday,
And how strong your faith to God was.Hey friend, I know you're enjoying heaven
While I'm here down, struggling.Hey friend, I miss you.
May you rest in peace.January 15, 2001
March 11, 2014Those dates will be remembered.
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My Daily Pill
PoetryA compilation of thoughts from Day 1 to present. (Finished) Other works: Overdosed Misplaced