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Commemoration? Remembrance? Homage?
To you, What do I pay?
To you, What can I say?

One second you were, then you weren’t
What you left in your wake, it’s all still burning
Tears. Everyone cried. But the pain’s still churning
Deep inside my gut, somewhere I can’t reach
To empty air I demand your return, I beseech
To have you back, to have you here
To have you far or near
Just to have you

Alive. Well. Existing. Present.

But you’re gone.
It’s over.
It’s not just your body that’s gone cold,
Little by little, we’re all getting colder

What particularly frightens me, other than your demise
Is the smile that smiled every time you smiled
The smile that, however dimmed, would reflect your own,
The smile that, after you, seems entirely gone

I’m scared about the future that no longer holds your hand
But I’m terrified of the hearts that broke,
My own overflows, my mind feels crammed.

I want you back.

Yes it’s selfish. But I miss you.
I miss you. I miss you. I do.
I just want you back. But that’s never going to happen.
So I wish all the peace to you.
But Oh how I want you to never have gone!
Even if I know what I want will not come true
So I plead, to you, and whoever’s up there
Let those too, be in peace, who cared and still care

The void, I can’t fill.
No one can. No one will.
So, Consider this whatever you want
Commemoration. Remembrance. Homage.
I feel you are up there keeping an eye,
I know you watch all down here,
so help them clear,
Their hearts of grief, their heads of fear
Walk them to closure, before you cross over
Just this once, be with them, before the pain boils over

It’s too much to ask, of a dear soul departed
But I truly really hope,
my uncanny desire,
I hope I pray I beg you to support it.
For him. For them. And a little bit for me.

Other than that, To you, What can I say?