Spunky she was!

My thoughts, memories and happiness lyes with Lea. I see her face every where I go. The remembrance of her is haunting me. It's like I can't enjoy myself. I'm continuously thinking of what she might be doing if she were here. What she would be calling to tell me on this day. The gossip, the new scope, what she bought, what event is coming up, when she was going in to get her hair done, etc. Damn, she was a life, a charismatic one! Nothing can replace her spunk for life and how she enjoyed it.

I wish I was holding on to the spunk, that enjoyment that she had. But I seem to be fading into the background of what has become.

Catch 22

I wonder if things were the other way around. If I had got killed how would she be able to deal. Lea was very emotional. Not like we all aren't. But we all had a place in are small family. Mom is mom our teacher. Lea was our fashionista, designer, remember of all dates big or small and emotional spirit. I am the tech no guru, informations giver, and give it to you like it is.

I couldn't her imagine her going threw this. Her fragile self. Lea was to much of a girlie, girl. Not to say I'm handling it well, especially if it was the same circumstances. But at the same time I'm glad she doesn't have to go threw this, but unhappy that she had to go threw that. I guess it's a catch 22!

Until I see you again-Poem

Days and nights,
I cry,
wishing you were still alive,
hearing your sweet voice again,
would be the ultimate,
the pain I have inside,
will never be disguised,
for your life,
was worth more,
to me,
and you brought,
joy to me,
now to know your gone,
its hard to move on,
and when we meet again,
I can only wait until then,

I love you Lea!