As I lay in bed and wonder.
What life would bee if you hadn't passed away.
So many memories of you lost and scrambled that
I don't know where to begin.
I wonder if i'll ever get to see you again and make new memories.
There are times where I go to your favorite place to try and remember you.
But there are times where I can’t take the fact that you are gone
and that you where once in my life but know gone.
I know people say to move on. But how can I,
if I feel so guilty for being the only grandchild getting to know you and have memories of who you were.