This chapter is short but I think this is the end of this story and I didn't know how to end it any other way. I did not write the poem I have worked into my story; the author is unknown. Please always read and review.

OTHforever03: Here is the speech. Hopefully it'll be to your liking and everyone elses. Thanks for reviewing!

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Haleyx23xNathanx23: Yes the rest of the story is going to be about Brooke and her feelings. Sadly this is probably the last chapter so this will be as good as it gets.

Brooke walked up to the microphone and her body quivered. Brooke Davis never cried especially in front of other people. The reality of Peyton had hit her hard and she was finally feeling like everyone else in the room. She was feeling the loss and the pain that everyone was experiencing and she hated it; she hated feeling anything for Peyton.

"Well, I didn't really prepare anything because as most of you know Peyt and I weren't on the best of terms." Brooke's voice quivered causing her to stop, "but now I miss her."

She paused taking deep breaths, trying to recompose herself. She couldn't continue like this, she had to be strong. If not for herself she had to be strong for everyone else in the church because they need strength the most.

"Before she died she gave me something. It was a poem her dad had given her after her mom died. Though it won't bring her back, it might bring some comfort to all of the people she left behind." Brooke rummaged through her purse looking for the folded piece of paper she had shoved in there before she left.

Finally finding it she tried smoothing it out before attempting to read it. It broke her heart when she read it in the hospital and she hadn't brought herself to read it afterwards. After Peyton died Jake took it and had a nurse copy it so they each had a copy. Lucas and Jake knew the poem already and just hearing about it brought tears to their eyes.

"When Tomorrow Starts Without Me," Brooke cleared her throat before continuing on the rest of the poem, "When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see; If the sun should rise and find you eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, While thinking of the many things we didn't get to say. I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, And each time you think of me I know you'll miss me too; But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand, That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand, And said my place was ready in heaven far above, And that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye, For all life, I'd always thought I didn't want to die. I had so much to live for and so much yet to do, It seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad, I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had. If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just awhile, I'd say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. But then I fully realized that this could never be, For emptiness and memories would take the place of me. And when I thought of worldly things that I'd miss come tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow. But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me, from His great golden throne, He said, "This is eternity and all I've promised you". Today for life on earth is past but here it starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, And since each day's the same day, there's no longing for the past. But you have been so faithful, so trusting, so true. Though there were times you did some thing you knew you shouldn't do. But you have been forgiven and now at last you're free. So won't you take my hand and share my life with me? So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart, For every time you think of me, I'm right here in your heart."

The church was silent after she finished reading the poem. It was something they'd imagine Peyton to have had. Peyton had probably read it over and over everyday; it was probably the only thing that kept her alive all this time.

Brooke looked around at all the faces in the church. Haley nodded to Brooke at her job well done. Karen leaned on Keith's shoulder sobbing lightly. Keith tried comforting Karen but it was no use; there were tears in his eyes too. Lucas hid his face in his hands to hide his crying and Jake just stared straight ahead at the casket that was left in the middle of the isle.

"So don't cry anymore for Peyton because she really hasn't gone anywhere. She's still right here," Brooke pointed to her heart, "And this is where she will always remain forever and as Peyton always told me 'Dream as if you'll live forever and live as if you'll die tomorrow'. Love for Peyton; Dream for Peyton; Live for Peyton."

It seemed that the whole church breathed with Brooke as she stepped down from the altar and back to her seat next to Lucas. They all had so much to think about now. About their own lives and how they should live them because no one knew how much longer they'd be here to do all the things they wanted to fulfill in their lifetime.

There would all, indeed, live on for Peyton because she had touched so many of their lives; whether it was through her drawings, words, friendships or relationships. She would live on it the hearts of many; so in a way she never died, just disappeared from sight. But everyone that knew her and loved her always knew where to find her.

At the cemetery Brooke laid a red rose on the top of the casket. This was it; the end.

"Bye Peyt." Brooke whispered to the wind walking back to her car where Lucas was waiting.

And so it ends. Thanks for reading this. There will probably be no more chapters but I might get inspired and add; so as of now THE END!