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When I was 5 years old I got my first cat. He's name was Mulle. Mulle was a very fat cat. Mulles favorite was milk. Mulle was gray with black stripes. When Mulle wasn't sleep he was outside.
I was there. When you took your last breath. I held you hand. I couldn't stay. In that room. I hope you'll understand. Every day. I think of you. A life taken too soon. I used to tell. Your son.
Now I lay me down to sleep, your love my soul will keep. I pray your presence finds my dreams, I can't live without you or so it seems.
I'm really tired right now so sorry if this isn't up to scratch. I said I wouldn't write anything but I descided I might be able to squeeze out a short. Sun. Smiling for all to see. Radiant....
Well I guess it's too late now to tell you how much I loved you. I guess it's too late now to tell you how much I really care. And I would have always been there.
The day had finally come. To decide who lost and won. She had fought on with only her gun. Her powers had faded. After the soldiers raided. And threw bombs that degraded. She got out alive.
Took to a place I wouldn't normally go, it's name I don't even know. Just a tiny thing I was, then I was taken within a buzz.
You use to be my world, everywhere I looked I saw you. Now that you've left what will I do. How do I get up and remember to breathe. How do I open my eyes and continue to see.
Do you remember how I Held your hand in mine And looked in your eyes, Yours to love. We were one person, Two halves of a heart then You went missing Taken above.
Hi this is a story that is pretty close to my heart. It's only short, but has a lot of meaning to it. I hope you like it. A true story.
You were my first word I was your last word You were the first man I loved I was the last girl you loved You were there when I was born I was there when you passed You were the first one to hold...
All I have are memories. Of me and you. That's all I'm left with. Are memories of you. Memories of the. The talks and words. Never spoken but you. Know of the world. Memories of. The lonely nights.
If I wrote a book it would be about you And how everything you tried to save just fell through.
Life goes on for those that are left behind... Carry on living. Pick yourselves up and keep on trying to move on... The effort is worth giving.
How can I sleep when the reason to wake is gone Why would I pray when the reason to hope is gone When could I forget when the reason to remember is gone.
A table for five, Became a table for four. My dearest friend, Dines with us no more. Stolen away, Ahead of his years, Battled his illness, Demanded no tears.
I miss you so much it pains me. Piercing to my core. But at least now your free. It's not hurting anymore. You were taken too young. Death's motives are unclear. Your life had only just begun.
There was an air of excitement in the house today. Not only was it Williams 7th birthday,but also his daddy was coming home tomorrow. He was arguing with his little sister Eva who was only four.
My face has changed since I left, Perhaps reflecting my heart's new cleft, My eyes have lost their shine, Perhaps because of hands no longer entwined, My mouth is not turned up at the sides, Perhaps...
Happy Birthday, Honey, A pity it isn't sunny. I brought you these flowers, Watered by summer showers. I wish you could be with me, We'd sit under our special tree.
Check. That look, Stop it.
Death has no hidden agenda or timetable so to speak The second of my funeral's is on Friday of this week I should be there really, to help and support a mate.
every moment I stop,. every moment I think,. every breath I catch,. every beat my heart skips,. a tear comes to my eye,. I break down and cry,. left on the floor to die,. with no one by my side,.
you're fading, fading,. my time wavering, wavering,. I'm losing my baby, my baby,. our memories hazy, hazy,. I've broken you, broken, broken,. I messed you up, hurting, hurting,.