I stare but can't see her in front of me.
I need to close my eyes, I feel her there.
She can see what is taking over me.
I can hear her voice; I can hear those words...
But she's gone. There is something different.
And it's too late, now I am listening
But I realize what she really meant.
When I look in the mirror I can see her
Standing next to me with tear-filled eyes.
And if only I had paid more attention
I'd have not allowed her to leave me side.
~Emily Adams April 12,2004
-Amy Lee