i remember the day after you died how the voice over the intercom was choked with tears and my heart caught in my throat
you were only a year older than i was and your soul was already too big for your body
i immortalized you in ink on my right shoulder it almost made your parents cry ++++++ i remember the day i was told that you had died taken your own life and the sun had yet to rise
it felt fitting no bright light to disturb the tears that fell from my eyes and into my hands
and i think about you sometimes like the smile you always shared how easily you laughed how that could have been me that could have been me ++++++ i remember the day that i read about how you had died taken your own life older than me but still too young
i never met you but you found a place in my heart and that spot still aches sitting on my carpet and sobbing until i gagged
it’s been a year or maybe two can’t say for sure but i still think i see you almost gotten off the bus before and isn’t that something? ++++++ we were all just kids if only for a moment all growing in our own ways and then you all just stopped
i cried for you first and then both of you and i cried for myself
that could have been me that could have been me that could have been me