Eulogy

Typing as I go on
May make no sense on its own
When you are burning through
You wish the time just flew...

Feeling so alone...
Forlorn...
Repentance they say will make all right,
But for me its nothing but left...

What do I do now?
Whats mine is not with me
May not be again...
All that left are the memories...

Memories of laughter...
The pleasure...
The pain...
The parting...