I Will See You In My Dreams

A poem I had written after news of a friends death.

The promises of this fragile life that slowly wither away.
Time heals the ache of living, while we all stare at each other.
Wondering what beholds us through this fabric of time.

Memories hold forever,
The key to your existence.
The ones that we share,
are the best to hold on to,
for we do not know what lies ahead.