My worst regret:
I forgot to tell you while your heart
was still kicking that
I love you
I love you
the last time I saw you,
was march 23, 2008.
(happy birthday)
but you took your yellow bumblebee
coat, caked in ash and cigarette smoke
and you sat in your garage
loaded pistol in the back in case the asphyxiation
was not enough
let me tell you, the exhaust
was more than enough
it spread like wildfire
into my lungs.
13 years old
is a bit young
I blew out the candles
and you blew
out your brains.
I wonder what would have happened
if I told you that
I love you
instead of watching you go
I think we all wonder from time to time.