As the sun shines through my window
i wake with a smile on my face.
As i get ready for the day that is about to begin
my heart begins to pace.
As i sit down for breakfast and unfold the paper
i cannot breath.
It's your face on the front cover
staring back at me.
I start to cry and cannot stop
when mum asks whats wrong.
She picks up the paper and reads:
"death strikes two teenagers".
I'm so sorry she says
but she can't comprehend what i feel
she doesn't understand
no-one ever will.
