Remember when

Remember when she used to smile?
or how she used sing?
or how she laughed so heartily when she could make a joke out of almost anything?
remember when she had that sparkle in her eye?
remember when it was rare to see her cry?
remember when she had a life? Do you remember?
she has worn away, become withered with each passing day she no longer shines bright, no, instead she gives in to the night.
dark as the clothes she now wears, her pillow awaits the inevitable stream of tears.
why? she asks, cause she does not know, why does this pain continue to grow. I've watched her fade before my very eyes, I've seen the way she doesn't even try because her pain is to much to bear and the emotion she once had is no longer there. I remember her and how she used to be, I remember well because she is me.