I remember Sunday mornings
Coffee at your place
Every week I'd be there
Even when there wasn't much to say
It didn't matter though
As you were thankful for the company
I remember your life
Your kindness and hospitality
And what you asked for in return
It wasn't always easy
But still the least I could do
For all the times you took care of me
I want to say "thank you"
And now
Writing while I cry
I would like to say
This late goodbye
The last months had been hell
Deterioration coming fast
Turning you into
A fragile person
Nothing like your past
And during the final days
At the small cottage
We all got our hopes back
Thinking you might recover
But just as we left the park
Your heart stopped beating
You left us for good
Did you hang on long enough
Just to have this final gathering?
I can wonder all I want
But I will never know
It doesn't really matter why
You just had to go
Once again I thank you
For all the joyful years
I wonder if I ever did enough
To show my appreciation
I never told you what I felt
What I thought of you
So even if its useless now
I'd like to say "I loved you"
I feel guilty sometimes
Because I didn't think about you
I know you will never know this
So I try not to worry
But the pain remains
And sometimes haunts me
There is no point in writing this
Except clearing my mind
I say I cry for you
But is it truly?
Or is it
Because there's one person less
To care about me?
You were the best
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