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by Healing a broken heart Feb 17, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
No I was not driving the car. But I should have been. We had a fight and I would not go He called twice but I did not answer 3AM and my phone rings again I pick it up thinking it's him His mom say hello with a shaky voice My heart stops beating because I know What she will say She cannot get the words out But I know how much it hurts. His dad says my name And tells me what she couldn't My body starts shaking from me Trying to not cry. I get in my car and drive up there I run to his room, hoping I'm not to late. The heart monitor is beeping But he is sleeping. The machines are doing everything for him He isn't here In a comma for two weeks Knowing it isn't going to be easy We should prepare for the worst But hope for the best Laying in my bed Having just left My phone rings again And I don't want to answer My heart has stopped beating But my tears will not His dad says hello And by the tone of his voice I know my best friend is gone I felt him leave To hurt to even talk I say my last goodbyes His funeral is a blur Weeks after that were too. The words once spoken between us Are now gone, a whisper in my ear For he has passed on Goodbye my friend Until we meet again.