"I can't wait for ten years. I will finally have my life Together." The irony is repulsing For your life was long together by then, Because it was long over-- In one month, as a matter of fact, Of you saying that; Could you really not wait for ten years When everyone but a few Have forgotten you? You don't cross their minds all the time, That pain has healed from ****** wound To infected scab to nasty scar to A faint little mark Barely visible That is fading More and more Every Single Day, Just like you. I remember you, though, Too clearly For I was in that car Lying next to you, Lying, Saying "It will be okay, Help is coming" And you passed so easily And I stayed too easily And your blood that covered me, It won't wash away, It's a stain I see Every Single Day, Just like you. Every time I close my eyes, I remember a car ride one month before the last: We were so done with school, relationships, part time jobs, You grabbed my hand as I drove and smiled, "I can't wait for ten years. I will finally have my life Together." Ten years later, I'm so sorry.