When we were five, We met for the first time. You both were always gloating about how you two were one day older than me. We grew to be great friends And for the first time in my life, I felt like I belonged. We promised that we would be there for each other. The twins and me. Always protecting each other. Always helping each other. Always saving each other. Always together.
And now we are fifteen. And both of you are gone. A ghost that I can't bring back. We always said that we would protect each other, Yet I didn't protect either of you. We always said that we would help each other, Yet I never helped you. We always said that we would save each other, Yet I didn't save you, We always said that we would be together, Yet where are you now?
Now I am fifteen, All alone in my own world, Waiting for the day I will join you And finally feel like I belong again.
This is about two of my dear friends who have died recently...