Lee, Mark Allen
14 April 1985 - 04 August 2012
I can not hear your voice. I can not see your face. I wish that we could talk again or just stare into space. I know you're watching over me. Seeing everything we do. And though you'll always be with me. I will always be missing you. When it is time for me to meet you. You'll be there to show me the way.I never knew loss until I lost you.