Your lovely ceremony.

I attended your funeral. That was a lovely ceremony in my secret garden. I planned it when i saw my best friend was gone. My love, my family, my safe land. I attended your funeral. That I hosted. Your body is now someone else's. I bet you wouldn't like him. I was at your funeral. I left some roses at your grave. I don't know where your dear soul is now. But It's clearly not with your body anymore. You used to never wanted me to cry. So I didn't. But how I miss my bestfriend, who never left me shattered. Not even once.