i miss you, 

you were my best friend, 

the one person 

i could go to in any situation; 

you are my hero. 

i wish i could hug you, 

snuggle you 

feel your warmth and comfort. 

i wish i could hear your voice, 

one last time.  

sometimes i dream about you, 

remember going to the Ventura Harbor, 

having lunch at Andrés, 

the feeling of complete Zen, 

my hair tossed by the wind, 

the feeling of coarse sand scratching my feet 

as we walked along the ocean, 

and the seagulls squawked 

as they flew above our heads. 

i remember when we went to Kisho, 

when we had sushi,  

watching movies together, 

having a memorable time 

with my mom. 

sometimes i wonder 

how is it up there 

in heaven. 

i bet your having a blast with your parents 

and throwing a party; 

sometimes i wish i were there with you 

i imagine you here, 

but then you are gone, 

it hurts so bad, 

it is like a nightmare, but it is real 

how do i let go? 

when will the pain go away? 

Sometimes I have flashbacks,  

of you in a coma, 

not being able to say a word. 

i remember when we had to pull the plug  

cancer sucks 

i wish it didn't take you when it did 

i wish i could have held onto you a little longer 

just long enough to say goodbye 

Dear mom, 

saying goodbye isn't easy, 

but i guess it's time 

to set you free,