Feb 14, 2005

You came home crying.
You hardly ever cried, i was afraid someone had died.
Little did i know that it was you that was dying.

You told everyone what was going on.
They all said I'm sorry. They all thought i hope i can handle it.

You did everything they said to.
You didn't really get that sick.
You didn't really hurt, but when you did i felt it.

Then that night we were all up by one in the morning.
We all started crying.
No one wanted to believe it was really happening.
Not that way.

You were in the floor.
In our home, not in a hospital, in our home.
How could we go on knowing what happened in our home.

We made all the arrangements.
The visitation, the funeral, all of it.

The funeral was set for a happy day. FEB 14,
IT WAS A HAPPY DAY.
God had you, lovers had they're lovers, all because it was Valentine's day, it was the saddest of ours for we lost one of our most dearest family members my grandfather that adopted me (my father)