Tell me why it is so hard to say what is on my mind, I do not know how to express it, so I keep it bottled up inside. Sometimes it would feel like I was going out of my mind. Because I put on this fake smile like everything is all right. I once was told all good things have to come to an end. But what I was not told is when a good thing ends, a dreadful thing begins. And how the last of that good thing would be, the first of something much worse. So, when you passed away my heart began to break. Every day I would think about how on your last day I did not get to say goodbye. My grandma said you were so happy, and you had a smile on your face… You knew it was your time to leave this place but when you left my smile faded away. It took me a while to smile again but when I did it was for you. In the end I made a promise to myself that I would make you proud. Now I am a senior trying to graduate so I can make you smile. Because I know you are in Heaven looking down on me…