There I stood this evening,
Tears pouring down my cheeks...
Wondering how I could be so strong
And suddenly feel so... weak.
It is like I am still dreaming,
Too afraid to admit this is real...
To scared to acknowledge you are gone,
Knowing the pain I'll feel.
I picked up my phone moments ago,
Needing to hear you talk to me...
But when I ralized you wouldn't answer,
I fell down on my knees.
(And prayed)
I need you here beside me now,
To tell me everything will be alright.
To wipe away the tears that fall,
To take away my fright.
Who am I to run to now?
Now that you are gone.
Who's going to be the friend you were?
Who's going to help me hold on?
The little things constantly remind me
Of the one that I lost...
Hoping that others will hear your story,
And see how you paid the cost.
I know you thought, it would be fun,
To go for a joy ride...
But not wearing your helmet,
Took my best friends life.
IN LOVING MEMORY of Christa Rice - passed away 5-28-06 while riding on a motorcycle without a helmet when it collided with a dodge minivan. If only...
