Wishing is my drug.
I'm drawn to it; addicted.
Everyday I suffer some more because I know it'll never come true.
You're gone forever,
there's nothing I can do.
But Heaven is a safe place,
so I know you're okay.
I also know you haven't left me,
because I can feel when you're here.
I feel your prescence,
and I speak to you.
You know things nocody else does,
and I want it to stay that way.
I know you listen to me.
I can feel that too.
I'm writing this for you bubby.
I love you.
And your lovely bones will forever rest on Earth,
as will the memory of you.
-Trenton James R.I.P. LOVE YOU!