I love the way you hold my in your arms,
I love the way you tell me im beautiful...

Sometimes its rainy,
when you\'ve got your eyes fixed upon the ground...

Below my deep emotions,
i lay soft and still...

What i didn't know how to do,
Was to say goodbye...

As i sit and stare,
With nothing to say...

I stare up high at the clouds above,
seeing the shapes they made...

Dedication to a special friend.
You held my hand...

In my life,
i went through troubles...

No matter where you fly,
I know it sore above the sky...

I could feel the beat of your heart
pass through the tips of my lips...

Look at their faces,
Plastered on the front of news papers...

This poem is dedicated to my lost sister.
I miss you...