Dedicated To Kristina Lynn Coleman 8/28/1981 - 12/26/2010

Of All The Lasts, It Was Your Smile I Miss The Most, As You Told Me I Was Beautiful.

In That "Last" I Can Hold Onto The Reality That You Saw Me As Equally Beautiful As I Did You. Therefore, I Will Never Again Achieve Such Greatness.

To Think That You Saw Me As Beautiful Is To Imagine That A Queen Could See A Servant As Royal. I Would Have Been Your Queen, Your Servant. I Would Have Laid My Life On The Line To Save Yours If Only To Be Near You, Knowing That Whether I Was The Former Or The Latter Your Smile Would Reflect No Differently.

The Stars Still Light The Sky. It's As If The World Doesn't Realize You're Gone. The Sun, The Moon... They Don't Mourn Your Death, Not Even For A Moment Of Silence. It Doesn't Seem Fair That All Continues On Without You.

There Are Nights I Can't Help But Plead For The Feel Of Your Voice. In Sleep Or At Wake My Eyes Stand In Full View Of Your Smile & My Heart Bleeds A Constant Flow of Photographic Memories.

Illusions That Stimulate Yet Haunt Me.

My Lungs Are Left To Consistently Gasp For Air, Never Fully Sated By The Oxygen You Left Behind. Forever I Am Helpless But To Inhale No More Than Just The First Few Letters Of Your Name.

--Audrey Michelle