So the memories live in the lump in her throat,
the never ending tears that fall to the floor,
& the words she whispers into the dark,
when no one is there to listen.

Love will always hurt in the end, they either leave or die. You cannot escape the pain

Is there a purpose for a journey?
Or a journey for a purpose?

Death is not a time for crying but to remember a good life that was lost to soon

How can the world function with this huge loss? You were so many people's worlds. How can papers still be due at time still move? RIP dear friend.

Thr0ugh the year y0u were there f0r me
alwayz helpin me with myy issuez
nvr judgin n0r c0mplain
but n0w y0ur g0ne
itz time f0r me t0 let y0u g0
but i n0e y0ur g0nna be myy guradian angel <3

=+~** y0ur LiKe a biRd wHo wAnts t0 brEak fRee,
aNs i'M LiKe a rUstiNg cAge wHo cAn't d0 aNythiNg buT t0 Let y0u fLee =''[.,, **~+=

And you taught me how to be let down
As i clung to the edge
And you kissed my fingertips
Then left me to fall.

Refrain a meter away. I’m not who I am today and for the days to come.

I Just Hope You Know That Im Sorry...I Miss You...And That I Love You So Much.
[in honor of my Aunt, I never got to say goodbye to her. R.I.P Aunt Bobbie]