1 Chapter 1
I can't sleep
Tears all over my face
A very deep and sorrow piercing in my heart
Because of the memories you have left
Why you
The tears can't, and won't dry up
Not because the memories aren't sweet to cheer me up
But the thought of not re-doing them with you is deathful
For your impact in my life was so strong and powerful
Why you
As one said,
That we have two families in our lives
The family we choose and the one we can't choose
You were my choice of family and the pillar of love
Life is too short filled with cruelty behind our tears
That's a phrase you could use when you saw someone cry over the same
Now see
The same short life and cruelty has taken you away from me
Why you
Death is so cruel all day
And I wish so deeply that it ever finds its own painful death someday
Words from a friend who can't stop crying over and over
Because of the painful thought of not seen you again ever
Why you
Your memorable kindness and happy smile gives me assurance
That you are now dancing with the angels in God's presence
Celebrating a short-wonderful life well lived
But deep inside my heart I have the feeling that we will meet again
Cry until tears dry in your eyes
For that shows how much you loved her
And how much you want to spend one more moment with her
And that's love, that's evidence she will always be part of you
Words from your wonderful father
You are gone but not forgotten
You are dead but alive in my heart
You might be physically absent but in my veins and blood you roam in present
May your soul rest in ETERNAL PEACE wonderful one
Words from your wonderful mother
We are in the journey to a beautiful land
A journey our Co-fathers have gone through
And as Jesus said,
That he went to prepare a good place for us all
A place we shall live forever without parting
Words from your sweet sister
I loved you and I will always do
In my heart you shall remain and reign
With no one to ever replace you, whatsoever
Mungu ailaze Roho yako mahali pema penye Wema
Words from your best ever friend and admirer
We part to meet again
Shine on your way
And Dance with the Angels
Till we meet again in that beautiful show
~AMEN~
Joyce's sister, Anne finished reading the words from our hearts. Joyce was gone and gone forever. I did not want to imagine how my remaining life will be without her in my life. Although, I was hurt, her mother was terribly in a bad state. It was her responsibility to protect and take care of her daughter but she failed, she had failed terribly and that's for trusting me with her daughter, to love and to cherish her only, forever and ever. She had to bury her daughter at the age of twenty one, a very young age to die if you ask me.
As I wrote the parting and goodbye poem, I was total percent sure that I was going to read it in front of all these people as we pay our last respect to my beautiful Joyce. But, as minutes and hours became days, my love to Joyce proved me wrong, proved my bravery wrong as the words kept repeating themselves inside my mind, inside my heart and taking my whole body into captivity, at some point I thought Joyce was taking revenge upon me for being the major causal agent for her death, for breaking her heart into pieces, for breaking the one promise of loving her infinitely. It hurt me but I blamed love, and as the saying goes, 'you will never know the importance of a person until they are gone' I too blamed them for telling us the true truth inside a very short statement like this one, for now I felt her importance, I felt emptiness in my heart and the whole of me, I felt a hollow piercing inside me missing her every second.
