passed away? I never thought I'd see this day,
I never thought I'd feel this way,
Yet I find my self all sad again,
In my thoughts,
In my joys.
My thoughts are closed.
I'll remember you always for the good you have done,
For the seeds you have sown,
For the faith you have given me,
and for the example you set.
Now you're gone,
And I don't know what to do.
I close my eyes,
And I think of you,
And how you were always there.
Even though it hurts to hear your name,
And speak of you,
One thing I will always say is you were always there.
I often find myself thinking about her gun.
Thye gun she held in her shaking hands.
It must have felt her urgency.
The gun that ended her life so abruptly.
An accomplice to my friends suicide,
I hate this gun.
I often find myself thinking of my friend.
My friend whose last minutes were spent in sadness.
The friend that chose a detour to her death.
The texture of the trigger tolde her there was no going back.
Centimeters between life and death,
she chose death.
The gun so blinding-
she couldnt realize how missed she would be.
I miss Amanda Cota.
I personnally think its a fantastic poem.
This woman my sister is referring to is my ex-girlfriend. So it means alot to me