I didn't get to say goodbye,
that is my fault for sure.
If it weren't for my habit,
I wouldn't be angry at myself, crying over your sepulcher.
I can't believe I was too busy,
to even say hello,
to drop a line and see how you were,
before you had to go.
I considered you a best friend
even though we hadn't spoken for a while.
You were busy with your boyfriend and son,
and simple memories made me smile.
It had been too long, I decided it was time
to call and hang out again.
But I was leaving to camp
and I didn't have time to call you then,
I made an excuse,
I mean seriously? what could happen in just a week?
But two days in, the disaster occurred
and before I knew it, the future was bleak.
You were gone forever and I didn't even know,
I was still pretending to be in space.
But the news got to me, eventually,
and in my heart there will always be a place.
From this story you would think I would learn from myself.
But I haven't and I wish that I had.
So take this message from me,
and learn for yourself, before everything goes bad.
If you care for someone then tell them,
don't hold back, you have to be brave.
Call them up now and let it all out,
before you're regretting over their grave.
