Your poor, sweet soul
So tortured inside you
Falling faster and faster without a net
I hope peace finally caught it with open arms
I hope your broken heart can now rest easy
The world is a little colder without you in it
A little darker and a lot harder
I'll miss you forever, like the moon misses the sun in the night sky
I hope you know how much I love you
Maybe one day, when you get bored with the clouds, you can come back down for a visit and let me know you're okay
Seeing you happy one last time would be an honor
But until then, sleep well
My sweet angel friend.
Rest in peace, Mike. ♥
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