I texted you because I couldn't believe
that you could really be taken from me.
When I got no response, deep down,
I just knew
that something tragic had happened to you.
We didn’t talk for a couple years;
you went your way, I went mine.
I swear to God, if I could,
I’d go back;
I wish so badly, I could rewind..
We used to be the best of friends;
no lapse of time could ever tear us apart.
We always would pick up
right where we left off —
You held a special place in my heart.
Three weeks ago,
I heard from you
for the first time in awhile.
We resumed our long-lost banter —
You always knew how to make me smile.
And even as I sit here writing this,
it’s hard for me to accept you’re truly gone.
I keep praying that, somehow,
everyone is somehow wrong.
You promised me you’d see me
the next time you came home.
But now that promise is empty,
and I can’t stop staring at the phone.
You *******,
you always did think
you were utterly invincible.
It’s just like you to think that
you were unsinkable.
And I know I’m being selfish,
It’s just so ******* unfair.
I can’t seem to wrap my head around it —
A world without you, I just can’t bear.
This isn't how it was supposed to end.
Nothing prepares you
for the loss of a friend.
