Seeing the smile on your face
the smell of you, I can still taste.
Your presence was always warm,
now its all i ever yearn.
Sweet kisses on my cheek,
is what i still seek.
Big bear hugs,
you always shared.
My tears of your body of ash,
is where I began to crash.
Mascara bleeding out of my eyes,
wishing the doctors had never lied.
A grave stone, with the date you
died, always gets me right in the
heart, and takes me back to the
start, to relize that your really
gone.
