You were my best friend,
The best I could ever hope to find.
Sometimes we would think so much alike;
It often felt as if you could read my mind.
All my secrets I could tell you
Because I knew you would never tell.
You were always the first to help me up
When I got clumsy and fell.
If I needed a hug, or just some encouragement,
You’d always be happy to give.
I never considered suicide,
Because you made me want to live.
Everyday you’d make me laugh,
You made me feel so cheerful.
And if a boy ever broke my heart,
I could count on you to give him an ear-full.
You always stuck up for me,
And lifted my spirits when I was down.
That’s why it’s so fking hard to deal now
With not having you around.
My best friend was taken from me
Because of reasons I don’t understand.
You were brave enough to come out of your shell
And admit you had a crush on another man.
Those boys didn’t understand
Just why you chose to be gay.
They didn’t know that you couldn’t help it;
That you were born that way.
Everyday you silently suffered;
You even tried to love a girl.
But you knew how you felt on the inside,
And on the outside you felt like you had to hurl.
So you ended that relationship fast
And finally accepted who you were.
Remember when she wanted to know
Just why you broke up with her?
Remember the story we made up
About how you were in love with me?
She was pretty pissed off,
But eventually she just let you be.
Remember how scared you were,
Afraid of what your parents would do?
But thankfully you were one of the lucky ones,
They said that they’d always support you.
You were a much bigger man
Than those boys can ever hope to be.
And I’ll make sure they suffer
If from jail they’re ever set free.
If only they had the decency
To sit down and talk to you
They could have seen that for a friend,
Anything you would do.
They could have seen your sense of humor,
And made themselves a great friend,
But because they were ignorant,
An innocent, wonderful life they chose to end.
Even though you were often very sad,
I encouraged you to be proud of who you were.
It was because of me that you told him you liked him,
We had no idea what would soon occur.
Because of me, he and his friends
Beat the life out of you.
Because of me, you had to suffer,
And because of me, I now suffer too.
Every day I miss you so much;
Every night I cry myself to sleep.
Whenever something reminds me of you,
I always begin to weep.
Whenever I visit your grave,
I promise you if they ever get out of jail,
I will make them suffer,
And I will send them straight to hell.
But anger gets me nowhere,
It won’t bring you back to me.
I know that you’re watching over me,
Now that your spirit is finally free.
I’ll name my first son after you,
And promise him he was named after a great man.
And when I leave this earth some day,
I know once again you’ll be there to hold my hand.
