For Kristine

so this is how it feels,
when people say they’ve lost a part of themselves.

Who knew, who knew my dear sweet girl
that you’d be lying like this after all our smiles?
And when I see all the flowers, and your eyes are soflty closed
its as if you’re just in a deep sleep, maybe soon to rise.
So young, so kind, I still question why He fetched you at such a time.

Maybe the angels have now gotten of you
and you are part of His choir now,
sing gloriously, my dear sweet girl.

We all crave for you my dear, your voice and your happiness
we want you by our side again
for this life is never complete without you.

For Kristine
Oct 6 1995 – 7 Oct  2014

Irony

this house is full of

emptyemptyemptyemptyemptyemptyemptyemptyempty

promises.

so full of promise

yet so empty.

In Reverie (Come back to me)

Every night I see your face
and it feels like its been a daze
of all the things happened to us

You changed how I see the world
made me tread paths I never could
these feelings so new
maybe too good to be true

Yet you left me once again
I find myself unable
to let go of the pain

How did you do this to me?

Now the world’s changed again
and everything seems to be cold
– I have never felt more alone.

Come back to me.

 

as a gift for Vieverie