You didn't deserve any of this. You don't fit here.

It's hard for me to be here and feel this heavy air of sadness and loneliness.
You always told me that you didn't have a lot of friends....but who are these people? These people that cry for you when in fact they are indifferent.

I hate to look at you and see you lying there, without expression.
But God, you are so beautiful.
You were drawn with ruler and square, without any mistake.
Your skin is pale.. more than it already was.

You've got a new dress.
It's nice for your color and shape but is awful for the occasion.
Would you have liked it anyway.

I miss you.
I never saw myself here and if I ever imagined me, you'd be on my side.

You didn't deserve any of this. You don't fit here. Death doesn't fit in you.

I love you. Very much. I'm taking you with me in my heart.