The memory of you is hard to lose, though forgetting you will never be a challenge.
As I cling onto the memory of you, I cannot shake you off.
For I remember everything you see, but what I share is up to me.
We always see the good, but never speak of the bad or ugly.
We recall the joy and laughter and sometimes the sadness and tears.
For I cannot forget you and nor do I want to. As to do so would be a sin.
For the memory of you recalls in the first time we met.
The words we shared
The laughter, the tears, the joy and understanding,
A small piece of friendship we shared, an unspoken bond of trust,
Of no words needed in the silence, for it was golden,
But only for a moment,
As now there is a silence that is no longer golden.
It is black and dreary, of knowing your silence will never be broken.
For you are gone but never forgotten. Your memory will live forever.
For I have made peace in a small way,
In knowing you are no longer here.
For the hole you left is rather large and can never be filled.
Time may manage it, only just, for time will continue where you be frozen in time.
A time one day we will all face,
But not too soon I hope.
As I need to share the memory of you, for you are hard to forget.
To forget you will never be done, as too many people knew you for who you are.
You may not see the legacy behind you left, but you did.
The impact ever so great and prolonged, that your memory will live on in us.
It shall never die. For the memory of you is hard to lose.