A friend of mine
told us goodbye tonight.

Said she's fine but
I thought she'd die tonight.

I'm not going to rhyme tonight,
I can barely breathe tonight,

I don't want to repeat tonight,
I don't want to repeat that night.

And May is inching closer
with every breath I take.

And every breath I take,
Feels like a mistake.

There's the rhyme,
I lied. Like her.

A friend tried to reassure me,
"She said she's fine."

My brain promised me,
"They wouldn't tell someone."

But my heart begged me.

"Not again
Not again
Not again"

Please.