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by BrokenREALiTy Mar 10, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I stared at your casket blankly Sitting there in my seat I heard whispers around me "Look at her. She isn't even crying. How can she have loved him? Did she even care that he was dying?" Whatever. They didn't understand. I was torn apart inside. I missed being able to hold your hand. It was my turn to go up And show my respect to you. I started remembering our first 'Sup The tears started falling The whispers stopped I quietly started walking My foot steps were heard loudly As I reached your casket I got down on my knees quietly I leaned against your casket, holding your hand Tear drops rolling down my cheeks slowly As you were off to a far off land Wishing you weren't gone I choke out, "I miss you so much." Not wanting to move on As I looked at your lifeless body, one last time I laid one last kiss Thanking God for making you mine As I turned around and walked away All eyes were on me But no one had anything left to say As your casket was was carried outside I stared at the rose in my hand I started dying inside I dropped the rose into your casket As it was lowered down And I was seeing visions of when we first met I turned around and walked away Again, all eyes were on me I turned around, having one more thing to say "I love you." [c] 2O05