Well, it's been almost three months now since my close friend passed away. I keep thinking about her and what happened.


Still missed -
I still see your face as clear as day
still hear your voice
your laugh

wish you were still here
- you move through the rooms of my house and in my mind

I know what you would have said in a given situation
and wish you were here to talk to
and laugh with

your "family" still calls
what the hell do they want???!
they have you - they have everything
- even after they said it was ok, and they would share what meant most
- but no

and now they call - STILL???
WHY?
WHAT FOR!?!?
to get some sort of money??
- some item they forgot when they cleaned out your apartment
under false pretences!?!

They left nothing - NOTHING!
no letters, no pictures, no nick-nacks, no memories
nothing
and still -
they want more
MORE!?!?
what "MORE" is there?!?!?

- only our memories
- of you, -

your face

your voice

your laugh