Quindon Tarver - Jessica

He Used to Walk With Jessica Down to the Diner They'd Sit and Talk For Hours About Nothin' in Particular Just Bullshit the Time Away That's What She Used to Say She'd Wrinkle Her Nose When She Said It That's How You Know She Meant It Jessica Jessic She'd Call Him At Nine A.m.To See How Sleep Had Been Treatin' Him And Though They Were Never Lovers They Were Soulmates Under Cover They'd Drink Beer and Sit Around Or Just Sit Still and Not Make a Sound And He Would Shudder to Think Of What Life Would Be Like Without His Best Friend -slash- Shrink Jessica Bridge: She's An Angel At His Table Forced to Feel But Not to See Blinded By Her Absence Haunted By Her Memory If Only You Were Able to See the Angel At Your Table He Got a Phone Call From Her Mother He Said, "Yeah, Right Stop Kidding Around."He Felt His Heart Fall to the Groun Since Then Everyday Seems to Feel Like Winter Everything Is Colorless As He Can't See It With Her Jessica Jessica He Could Easily Have Been With Her Driving Home in the Car It Was Her Birthday It's Sick How Things Work Out That Way Now At Night When He Sleeps A Watch Over Him She Keeps She Whispers in His Ear For His Heart to Hear Jessica Jessica It's Amazing How a Soul Can Leave Suddenly From a Body Rendering It Useless And Stealing Its Desire to Breathe One Moment Here Then Gone With no Forwarding Address Love no Longer Has a House Residence in Flesh Religion Without a Temple No Place to Take Your Worship To No God For the Eyes to See No Fruit to Lay At the Feet Of Jessica Jessica If Only You Were Able to See The Angel At Your Table Then You'd Understand Why You Never Got to Say Goodbye To Jessica There's no Such Word As Goodbye For Jessica She's Always Standing By Jessica