Tell me what/how should I do to make me feel better? Whenever I'm alone I thought of you. The pain you went through. The day you held me hand. Everything... Images of you kept appearing in my mind. You smiling so cheerfully and your ever loud voice.. You showing me your tattoos and asking me to touch it cuz you said some of it should not be popping out and the artist used a lousy ink..
I was at your wake yesterday. Do you know I'm there? I really miss you a lot..
Why did you have to go.