I died too

Sitting here, remembering that day,
hurt, screams and cries,
only the single thought of it
makes the teardrops burn in my eyes.

We had been best friends for so long,
but lately my feelings had grown stronger,
I had kept them secret for a while,
and I couldn't take it any longer.

I went to your house,
thinking of you,
praying that you would
feel this way too.

I loved everything about you,
your warm loving eyes,
and the way your voice
gave me butterflies.

When I was with you,
it was OK to be me,
and that was really
who I wanted to be.

I was finally there,
you opened the door,
I mumbled something
as I looked at the floor.

A little laugh,
then you lifted my chin,
you stepped aside,
and asked me to come in.

I looked at you,
as my heart skipped a beat,
I didn't know what to say,
I could hardly move my feet.

I told you how I felt,
it's still unclear to me now,
but I told you my feelings,
I told you somehow.

Surprisingly enough,
you felt this way too,
you kissed me
and whispered ' I love you '

A few minutes later, I had to go home,
but I had forgotten my purse,
you ran out to give it back to me,
and then it came - the curse.

I heard the car coming,
and I heard your scream,
this couldn't be real,
it was only a dream.

As long as I live,
I will never forget that sound,
everything got blurry,
and I fell to the ground.

I heard the sirens,
I heard the alarms,
I crawled over to you
and watched you die in my arms.

This had always been
one of my biggest fears,
I will never forget
how your eyes were filled with tears.

You told me that you would always love me,
you told me not to cry,
but still today I keep asking myself,
why, Petey, why?

I can understand why God wanted you close to him,
but why couldn't you stay?
Please, Petey, tell him
that he took the wrong person away.

I lay here in my bed,
I long for you, your touch,
why did this had to happen,
I loved you so very much.

I wake up at night,
and I see your face,
Petey, how I wish
I could take your place.

I can't help but blame myself,
this is something I have to say,
if I hadn't forgotten that purse,
would you still be alive today?

I watched you disappear that day,
your life was taken away from you,
and as I watched you die in my arms,
on the inside I died too.

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