Hello! my name is mia. im grace's great granddaughter, and im here to leave a message.
why does every i love most have to go so soon?
ever since you left, ive been depressed and unhappy.
they tell me that your death was year ago, and why havent i recovered.
its hard to recover when something you love dearly leaves
i regret not hugging you back before i went to bed
i regret not watching the news with you when you wanted me to
i regret just being who i was.
im sorry that you had to go, you were ill, stupid sickness.
one day i know ill be the one in the sky, and then i might be able to see you there. and everybody else who ive liked and have died.

wake me up when its all over.

-mia