It’s been over a year since the day you died.
I will never forget how everyone cried.
We were all so sad, we’d just lost a friend.
Who’d have know it’d be so lonely in the end?

Did you reach heaven? Is there a hell? Can you still see us?… I hope all is well.
For, while I sit, and think of the days, we’d spent on the lake with the trees.
the motor boats, people and all of the bees.
but something is wrong
my memories less vivid
my worst fear come true
for, when memories gone, what’s left of you?
–Anonymous