I feel his soul pass through me
everytime a shiver runs up my spine
it's like he's crawling up my body
just to tickle my mind
so that I never forget he was there fore me
all those times, just when I needed a friend
to cry with.
Now instead of calling him
I close my eyes and feel his warmth
soar into my body as I take a short breath
I could choose to grieve but I choose
not to forget,
because without my memories,
you truly would be dead.
copyright 2004 kristina lopez
