How is it two years since you took your last breath?
I remember it like yesterday, we just had this conversation
About the meaning of life, while planning out our future.
And ironically about death, like you knew it’d come soon.
Always texting or discussing about anything under the sun.
Venting to one another because of the bullshit life thrown.
But how is it two years later? Ugh, I miss you oh so dearly
I’ll never stop loving you, just continuing to celebrate yearly.