Woke up late. Walked to the cemetery across the street, behind the tree filled park. Looked for her name on slabs of rocks with writings on them. Found her. Just stood there. Staring. Thinking.
This is it? At the end all is left and remembered are a slab of rock with a name on it, placed on mound of dirt? I kept looking at her name. Asked her why she left me so early.
Hoping to hear her voice somehow . I had nothing on me. No flowers. No cards, nothing. Wanted to leave but I could not move. Just kept on staring. Took my shirt off.
Placed it on her name and bent over and kissed it. I miss you. Why did you have to go so fast? Life is too short. Life needs to be enjoyed and be cherished because one day it will be all over.
A good life is a life free of hate, no matter how rich or poor.
I miss you......