Bad News..True Story

(I'm sorry its very long, but please, please read it!! comment and vote please, its worth reading, its true)

When you died I couldn't help but breakdown
It torn me apart
I never thought it'd hurt this much when someone is kicked out of your life so quickly

But that isn't the worse part of a death
Its hearing those words "I'm afraid we have some bad news."
And now every time I hear that phrase
I go into a crying craze

My heart beating faster and faster until you get to the point
My cheeks so wet I have to keep drying them
I hold my hands tightly
Closer and closer your getting to it
"...there was an accident"

I hit the floor and scream "No more, No more!!"
I can't take this!!
I need to breathe because I'm suffocating from the pain

I can't be that strong little girl anymore
I can't, I can't
Theres too much going on
Everyone crying I cover my ears
My eyes as red as ever

Why did this happened to you
You were always there for me
Some people though you were an idiot
But I told them to leave

You weren't a freak
You were just doing your job
AND now that your dead
Some people regret being your friend
And other regret laughing at you
But Why you? Why couldn't you just make it through?!

++This poem is dedicated to eon of my favorite teachers, that got in a car accident++

The story:
I was leaving his class to go home and I told him "Goodbye". As usual he went fro a bike ride with one of the female teachers at my school, which h was soon to be his wife, they were dating for years. So they went for a bike ride, and he actually competes in the "Tour DE France" or something he loved cycling. So they had stopped at a stop light waiting to cross the street and all of a sudden my teacher, Mr. Thomas, goes into the street and thats when Ms.Ruddell (his soon to be wife and teacher) saw him get hit my a truck. She went to see if he was okay, and she held him in her arms until the paramedics came. And the next day at school, first period began and all the teachers announced the accident, some students not knowing who he was. I was trying not to cry, until I saw my friends who also knew him very well thats all we could do. It was very confusing day. And I tried to remember the last thing I said and that was "Goodbye"*. Two days later I went to his memorial where a picture of him and slideshow was running. I looked at the pictures and video, it was really sad. I saw some student I knew there too and that made me happy, but not so happy that I could stop crying. So after everyone said their thoughts about him, Ms Ruddell went up and said hers. She always has a smile on constantly, but this time she didn't, and she said that one day they were talking and Mr. Thomas told her "I love you and when I die I wish to die in your arms" and he got his wish when she went to feel his pulse. I will never forget him. He was the only teacher who thought I was going places, he was almost like a dad to me. So to sum it all up I lost someone that I really cared about.

R.I.P. Mr Thomas (****-2003)