A storage unit on the north side of town
Holds most of you
What was inherited of you
These things are not just things
They hold pieces of your spirit
Memories of you I can't let go
Memories of you I want to keep locked away
No one can take them from me
When they don't have the keys
An urn in the northern part of the state
Holds most of you
Literally
A smaller one sits on my shelf
With a smaller amount of you
I'd like to think it watches me
Protects me from harm
But ashes are ashes
And dust is dust
My apartment
Holds some of you
These things could never belong to me
For they are yours
But your smell has faded from the couch
Your unused phone sits on my tv stand
Reminding me that I can't ever forget you
I accidentally called myself from it once
Your ringtone ripping through my soul
My memory
Holds half of you
The 27 years you lived since you had me at 27
54 is way too young to depart
Your demise was unfair
Playing fair was never apart of life
But just like you taught me
I'm going to find a brick and fight back
Resurrect you through me
My heart
Holds all of you
Will never let you go
Wishes for you in my dreams
Talks to you subconsciously
Hears your wisdom answer
Yearns to hug you
Misses you every day
Hopes to see you on the other side
