That night when i heard the phone ring i new something was wrong
I tried to think that it would all be OK
my parents cam in and told me you had died
why did that car have to take your life
i cried for days not going near anyone
it was too hard to face the fact of you not being there
i tried to cope but i just couldn't
having you dead it felt like a part of me died with you
I didn't no what to expect when they came into my room and told me
i knew it wouldn't be good because it was 430 in the morning
i tried to think it wasn't true
and not to cry
i grieved in my own way not letting anyone no how it felt not having you there
But all i really wanted was for you to be there and to see you face
just one more time
and noing that are fight didnt drive you to leave
i felt like it was my fault that day and everyday after
i would here a song or see a picture that reminded me of you and i wouldnt be able to handle it
now that your gone everything is different
i wish you were still here for me to walk into your room at night for out late night talks
Not having you there and noing you would never be back was one of the hardest parts because everytime someone walks threw the door i keep hoping it will be you coming up the stairs
but i no it cant be
your gone forever now
