Do you remember me?
Because I remember you.
Seem like just yesterday I was talking to you,
Saying my first words.
But here I am now,
All grown up,
Looking down at your tomb stone,
Sticking out from the ground.
Will I ever see you again?
A mystery I try to figure out,
But end up making it endless.
Are you okay underground?
Are you happy?
Are you watching me?
What happened to you?
I hope it didn't hurt you,
As much as I'm hurt now.
I miss you.
I wish you never left.
How would i be if you were still around?
I know tears won't bring you back.
It's impossible.
But crying is what sets you free.
So the real question is....
Am I okay?
