That summer morning
Before my senior year
When the shattering of glass
And grinding of gravel ceased to utter silence
Only a dust storm remaining
I finally managed to convince myself to open my eyes.
And peering out to an upside down world
It took a moment to snap back to reality.
To realize I wasn't dead.
Because as soon as I heard the roof crunch below me
I quickly assumed otherwise.

And even though I refused to talk to you for months,
When you heard word about my accident, you messaged me
Expressing how happy you were I made it out alive.
And right then I should have known you still cared.