Lyndcey Montgomery
I miss you. 10 yrs later I still feel your light.

Birth date: Nov 28, 1987 Death date: Dec 9, 2013
We can still hear your infectious laugh, The way you changed the entire atmosphere simply with your presence. A smile that brightened everyone’s day. We love you forever. Read Obituary
I miss you. 10 yrs later I still feel your light.
I miss you friend. I still feel your love.
I thought about you today. I love you and miss you.
I love you and will always miss you.
I love you and will always miss you all these years without you don’t feel right
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I remember when we used to laugh, not only laugh we would stir the world in our stomach and sing of love with our throats, I miss you so much. i have an empty feeling inside, You filled not only me but the world with your friendship. the joy that you brought will live on with your memory. Dearest friend I love you. Take bread away from me, if you wish,take air away, butdo not take from me your laughter.Do not take away the rose,the lance flower that you pluck,the water that suddenlybursts forth in joy,the sudden waveof silver born in you.My struggle is harsh and I come backwith eyes tiredat times from having seenthe unchanging earth,but when your laughter entersit rises to the sky seeking meand it opens for me allthe doors of life.My love, in the darkesthour your laughteropens, and if suddenlyyou see my blood stainingthe stones of the street,laugh, because your laughterwill be for my handslike a fresh sword.Next to the sea in the autumn,your laughter must raiseits foamy cascade,and in the spring, love,I want your laughter likethe flower I was waiting for,the blue flower, the roseof my echoing country.Laugh at the night,at the day, at the moon,laugh at the twistedstreets of the island,laugh at this clumsyboy who loves you,but when I openmy eyes and close them,when my steps go,when my steps return,deny me bread, air,light, spring,but never your laughterfor I would die. Your LaughterPablo Neruda