Late at night, I lay and stare In the dark. My mind wanders To times of you. I think of the what ifs, And I imagine the future, You once envisioned. I miss you more each day, It has been nine years. Yet I still grieve of the boy, Who took my hand, Stole my heart, Whispered in my ear, And screamed to the world The love that he had for me. I cry every May. I close my eyes, I dream of you. I see your smirk, I feel your hands, Most of all I feel calm. In the morning I wake; I shed a tear for the past, But smile for my future. I say goodbye in my mind. Until the nighttime, Where I dream of an angel, One who taught me how to love; My goth boy, My high school heart. A piece of soul went missing The day you died. © Veronica Artino l
I still miss you DJ...and so does your family and friends. But yet I think I miss you because before you died we where fighting a week earlier and I wasn't speaking to you but on that day you passed I saw you in the hallway and you screamed at the top your lungs how sorry you where and that one day you where going to marry me and make me carry your twins. I smiled and told you I didn't think we get married. I gave you hug and a kiss on the cheek and you said please talk to me V... i miss your voice...All I said was later... i never got to talk to you again. I miss my best friend and I also miss squirrel your other best friend that died with you that day... Douglas James (DJ Bam Bam) Brandenburg you will never be forgotten.