Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live
yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow
because of yesterday.
You can turn your back on everything
you learned from her, or you can
remember everything that she taught
and told you.
You can remember her and only that she's gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and
turn your back, or you can do what she'd want:
Smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
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