I lay to rest,
I close my eyes...

Dear Tim,
its been almost a year...

I'm sorry i missed your 18th birthday,
i couldn't make it and you know its true...

I never knew how much a friend could mean,
for i never had a true friend...

With every situation colored black and white,
I'll always be there to hold you tight...

Standing by your death bed,
knowing this is the end...

We use to talk until morning is night,
we use to tell each other how our friendship will...

You're going through more than you can take,
crying in hurt before the world wakes...

ON that Thursday night,
while you walked up the stairs...

You always told me life wasn't fair,
but did it have to turn out this way...

We stayed by each other,
you said you would never leave...

I've always listened to you,
thinking everything you tell me is true...