"I love you."
That was the last thing I told her.
I remember how she hold my hands
as she closed her eyes forever.
And now I'm sitting here in a chair
with tears falling through my checks
but at the same time staring at her
inside that coffin.
And just knowing that isnt my grandmother.
The one who was always happy and caring.
But just knowing that is just her body all dressed up
lying on a fancy coffin,
surrounded by flowers.
But yet I'm still here in a chair
watching her.
Just trying to imagine that this is all a dream
and that if I closed my eyes
and opened them again
she won't be there anymore
lying in that coffin
but standing in front of me
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to give me a hug.
But who I'm I Kidding.
She no longer in that body
but gone now to the sky.
But no matter what happened or will happen
she is and will always be in my heart.
