3 weeks after you got the cancer,
you slowly slipped from your hospital bed.
3 weeks after you got the cancer,
you were dreaming with the dead.
even after the funeral,
with all the plans and yummy meals.
you being gone doesnt feel right.
you being gone doesnt feel real.
because of you we can own a house.
because of you we can be free.
because your gone, we can live normally.
but because your gone, we are stricken with a life of grief.
