Dedications, Can't Say I'm New Here

And cut.

(A scale to measure moments)

What you mean to the world matters not

The world you are to me matters most

If you could be still, why today?

When there is so much for tomorrow?

The sunshine, the storms

The liquored ladies, the forms

Yet here we are wishing it was yesterday

Has despair blinded you all?

I know you can see

If not for the past, where would we be?

We'll see better days

(If only for a little while)

I miss you, Whitley.

3 years today, my friend.