Missing you

Why do people we love
Always have to leave?
Why do people always say
It is ok it grieve?

No one really knows
What I am feeling inside
I just want to get away
Run away and hide.

Harley died
In the car that night
And everyone tells me
It is ok, everything will be alright.

Nothing is alright!
It never will be!
Because Harley is gone
And I am in agony.

They say he is in heaven
But what if that is not the case?
I would die for him
And take his place.

I miss him so much
He was one of my best friends
I wish he was still here
And all my pain would end!

R.I.P Harlz