The Past

I look back into the past
Flashing to those days
I see you and me
Laughing with such praise

We never knew it would end
As I stand on this cold ground
Wishing god to lend
A sign to tell me your alright
As I stare at the words before me
I see your face and smile
You were the person I wanted to be
As I ran the restricted mile
The snow is starting to cover the tracks
As if no one has ever seen
What this world know lacks
I imagine what you could have been
As you lie in this cold ground
Dying at 16