Time heals all wounds, I've heard them say -
Still, I don't believe it's true.
Years spent together and times I thought would last forever-
now, just memories of you.
I don't know about an afterlife, some say there is -
and others say there's not.
I don't understand the way it was planned
and the pain your death brought.
For comfort I seek, I long for console -
maybe even just a reason why;
it so brutally had to end, my beautiful friend -
I know you'd tell me not to cry.
But, it's so hard; I hurt because I know -
I can never bring you back.
I can't handle the grief, I long for relief -
to find the understanding I lack.
I still go to the places you loved to be,
and sometimes I think I can feel you there -
Your pictures make me smile, but just for a while -
I still ache with despair.

It's not easy to go on without you,
you were my rock, my strength -
I long to hold you, say the things I never told you;
But your out of arm's length.
I think about all the things we've done;
every moment – good or bad.
It's so unfair, because memories don't compare -
to the real times we had.
Words won't bring you back I know,
but sometimes they ease my broken heart -
and for what seems like ages, I've scribbled on pages;
since we've been apart.
I've tied letters to balloons,
then watched them leave without a trace -
and I hoped maybe, they'd reach you, baby -
in your final resting place.
Your memory to forever live on,
know your spirit wont deter -
for I'll live all my days, forever and for always;
in remembrance of how you were.

04/08/2009

Author's Note: A dedication to a beautiful friend.

Posted on 04/08/2009
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