I have a grandmother who manages to kill every flower/plant that sets foot inside her house. Including a felt one that wasn't alive to begin with.
I wear white to remember-
And to be reminded
It isn't yet my time
Even though you're gone
I can't give up
Not yet
And to be reminded
It isn't yet my time
Even though you're gone
I can't give up
Not yet
My love, you shall always have a place in my heart. May you rest in peace.

Trisphee








