Things were alot different when we were younger,
Those wide eager eyes and curious minds,
Those carefree smiles and innocent waltz to our favourite songs,
Those big dreams and hopes for a better future,
All together, all the bitter sweet memories we had.

Now we are older, things now differ,
You, six feet under, stone cold and still,
And I,a couple of feet above, a walking dead,
With no dreams, just air and guilt,
All going through the motions of life,

Even when stone cold,
You, appear somewhere between my wandering thoughts and degrading psych,
As a star in the night, you bring alot of light to my dark world,
Always saying never to give up the fight

Though two worlds apart, I trust I can always find you in the space between,
We might have changed forms but our souls never change,
In between, our worlds exist peace and tranquility far away from everything else,

Though stone cold our love will never run cold.
enny_ walker

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