I think about every one of my friends who have passed away and see on a daily basis what others think of them and their lives in reflection of their passing, and I am not happy.

They had the potential to be great people and their opportunity was cut short before them, but people still judge them on what they had achieved within their own life's timespan. With only partial sympathy at best do they carry out their condolences. Although they lost a great friend who had their whole life before them, they still maintain the same life motivation and keep at their own struggle and get on with their own lives as something separate to any real loss, but even despite that, they fail to regard the example set before them.

I still remember them and almost everything they said to me, yet I can't come to terms with it. Yet they can, almost easily.

Any one of us could slip away at any minute, but would we have anything to show for it?

According to our peers, apparently not. Who even truly remembers them?