How could you leave - 27/04/2005

I woke up one morning,
With a knock on the door,
My neighbor with tears on his face,
Telling me that you had just died.

Its been three weeks,
With the pain in my heart,
Finding your things you left behind,
Hiding the pain from family and friends.

Being your only friend,
It must of been hard,
Wanting to leave your mum,
Trying to do things you shouldn't.

I will always love you,
Even if your not here,
I told you many times,
I'm only a phone call away.

Dedicated to my old friend Chelsea R.I.P