A-24th december 2001

Here i lie upon my bed,
thoughts of you run through my head.
if only things were different,
things would be good,
things would be like they should.

Crawling in my skin,
are my feelings.
They remember every word,sentence,
They give me courage.

I wish i could
talk to you
right now.
what are you doing.
i wish i could kiss you.
some how.

But your gone,
my feelings are slow to comprehend
that you have met your end.
but i am still here.
i wipe away a tear.