October 10, 2004

by Jennifer   Jul 26, 2006


No one knew,
When the day would come.
No one believed,
He would die so young.

You get the worst feeling in the world,
When you get a call from your best friend.
It's hard to understand her,
But you make out the words, brother and dead.

Your heart drops right there.
You're not sure what to say.
You're even not sure,
If she's going to live another day.

You wish you could help,
But you don't know what to do.
No words come out of your mouth,
Except, I'm always here for you.

The day you lose a friend,
Is a day you'll never forget.
The memories you have with him,
Are ones you'll surely never regret.

It doesn't hit you,
Until that one day.
And when that day comes,
There is nothing anyone can say.

You wish and you hope,
You want him to come home.
But one day you'll see him again,
Maybe even when you're all alone.

All you have to do is think,
Think about the happy times you had.
If you don't forget the memories,
Then things wont be so bad.

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