His ObituaryShe reaches behind the blindness of her dresser
And pulls out a dusty white ceramic box
Solemnly, reminiscingly, gently feeling its curvatures...it's padlock
She closes her eyes and remembers
She untangles her hair, revealing a sautoir necklace and a skeleton key
Tucked underneath her bosom
She opens the lid.
Resting at the very bottom left corner
Atop of black velvet
Lies a little note
A note you can pass on in class
Ripped from the foundations of a death note
With a simple saying of his handwriting, "I Love U"