As i lay here in bed i think of you.
I think about all the time we shared and the secert we told.
You was my best friend but god took you away.
I was alittle mad at god for taking you away.
You was so young.
But now i know god dose everything for a reason.
So he must have had a good one for taking you away.
I know now that someday after i am gone we will meet again.
