The Eulogy
I should throw a funeral for the you, you used to be.
Get the preacher and have a service because it’s like I don’t even know you these days.
I’ll get some flowers, put it on your grave and walk away.
Say goodbye to all the good times.
I’ll need a few days to grieve, maybe a week.
Give me my time to realize your gone forever.
You see, I expected you to be the same for me as you were 6 months ago, and I guess that was my bad.
I just missed the old times.
When I would cry and you would know exactly what to do, but now i’m crying because of you.
When the school hallway became our get away from classes that we hate, but now the hallway is my hideaway to not see your face.
And when you held me in your arms and told me you loved me, I never wanted to leave, but now I wish I could forget, because being numb is better than this feeling.
The memories crossing my mind every time I hear a story involving your name.
If your father asked me to speak, I would say rest in peace.
