|Yesterday was a day like any other, or so it may seemed.|
I was in my room, just doing my regular buisness,
when I looked up on my bookshelf.
My eyes freezed of the sight of the book
"River Phoenix - A short life".
I've always hade special feelings for the oldest Phoenix,
but God forbidden, I sometimes doesn't make it, to carry
around with his death upon my shoulders and mind.
But I took down the book, and I started to read it.
After a few minutes, my tears were running down
my cheeks and I almost couldn't see a thing.
Than I sat there, on the floor the whole night,
in the moonlight and just kept on reading and reading...
God, I didn't know I could love him so... But I do. I do.
|Rosita Stotzky - Kopparberg,
March 8, 2000