the pain of losing you still tortures my eyes at the thought
knowing that you had the guts to pull that trigger
we were still togther,
we were still a family

i loved you
and still do

your birthday passed just yesterday,
all i could seem to do is cry
i didnt have the strength to wipe my face
to blow the mucous running from my nose

i just played what used to be our song,

over and over again

i can now hear my teardrops smacking against the keyboard
as i type this

your not supposed to be gone,
your parents asked me to dinner this friday in memberance of you, and your birthday,

how can i eat?

we had so much together, memories,
a family
.
.
:and now its gone:
.
.
just like you,

i will never be able to see your face again

except for on pictures,
of us together,
of our family

i will never be able to watch you grow old now,
because you took you life when you were nineteen

you would have been twenty yesterday

i love you

and i hope to see you,
six feet under our earth




tomorrow




(this is in memory of my dearest mark, 5/7/87-2/25/07 ♥)

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