Another One For You, Arthur. Poem by Eugenia Dubinova

You left me here all alone,
but never will I blame you,
for I would never find a reason to be angry,
but I will find at least an eternal number of reasons to miss you.

And never will I stop thinking
that I didn't spend enough time with you before you left.
And never will I stop thinking that this death is unfair.
But I will always find your essence in my memory, and for that, I cherish my life.

I couldn't describe, with all my linguistic abilities, how I long for your presence in this moment.
Everything in me is only describable through this endless void that my feelings of true love for you highlight.
And let heaven enfold you more gently with each day as I understand that you were the greatest person in my life.
Rest in peace, brother; it's the least that this earth owes you.