Ed Oked

 When someone passed He left the world for the better But It wasn't necessarily better for the person(s) he left behind The vacant bed The vacant position The empty seat Was meant for the person But He was no longer here. It was so much harder for the person(s) he left behind What do I do with these memories? This pain apparently took so long to heal Don't get me started with the regrets It pains my heart so much to even think about it. How could I leave you that night? How could you leave me so fast? Call me I promise to answer it this time Call me I promise I'll talk more Call me....... and if i decline, I promise I'll call you back  this time.

 A B no, it's A. C told me it is B Who's C in here. Where? In my head Head is sick Telling tales Kill it What about let it kill you?

Wasn't supposed to ask for bigger things in life If your hands are small To carry But regardless the heart is small too And heavy But still, I'd carry. Love that i don't wish to be forced into But the loss that I could not afford to have Which one is heavier and difficult I have yet to decide. Until then, I'd carry this small heavy heart and let time (and tears) provide ease. eventually.