Dear bestfriend,
You've been gone for sometime, and truth is time...
I wander the world,
Alone and in dark...
Everyday I miss the memories of what was meant of...
The purest joy of a kick could not compare to...
Minding my own whilst out on the tiles
Joining in with the drinking, laughter and smiles...
There's a lonely girl,
In a cold world...
Cassandra. The Light of my eyes
though lost, never can such rise...
You made me laugh
You made me think...
I'm torn in two yet you don't care
I see black stars as I pass out as my body dies...
You throw me arouynd
stomp on me...
Sometimes its all i can think about,
And even though i think about it all so often...
If only heaven had a phone so i could call you,
let you in on all thats been happening since...
Today would have been your 47th birthday,
Instead of spending the day with you waking up...