Time Waits for No One
I thought about you today,
Just as if I do every day,
I heard our song; it’s hard to believe,
It’s been this long,
Exactly one year ago you were here with me,
Never would I have thought a year from then,
You wouldn’t be,
I want to talk to you,
When I feel sad and alone, then I remember
Heaven has no phone,
And I know you’d be there for me,
But now you’re gone and I feel empty,
I miss your hugs, your warming smile,
It still flashes in my head every once in awhile,
And your smile is what gets me through the day,
When I just want to get up,
And walk away,
Everything’s still alright down here,
But my head flashes back to last year,
I remember seeing you motionless then,
I held back the tears I didn’t want to give in,
I kept telling myself you’re a fighter and your okay,
And I still whisper that to myself even to this day,
I’ve tried convincing myself it’s a joke and all pretend
That I’ll have my friend back again,
And yet I still sit here without you, by my side
I’ll never forget the day you died,
That panic call from 9-1-1
Letting us know what you had done;
Pulled that trigger and shot that gun.
If I could go back in time,
I’d stop you from doing this in a blink of an eye,
Nothing was to keep us apart,
Don’t you remember, ‘hand to hand and heart to heart?’
We told each other everything!
But still, why didn’t I see this coming,
Or had this been mentioned
And I just wasn’t paying attention,
I wants to make things better,
What happened to friends forever?
Your picture still hanging on my wall,
I don’t think it’ll come down at all,
Day by day the pain grows strong,
I want to go back to where it went wrong,
I’m not going to do what you did,
I WILL pull through this,
I swear at times I see your face,
And then it just fades away,
The image of your dead body lying still,
I makes my stomach hurt, makes me feel ill,
Reality is my enemy,
Now that I know this is how it has to be.
I’ll see you some day,
And I promise everything will be
Okay.
As sharp as a razor,
My heart was torn.
Although you broke my heart,
When you pulled that trigger,
Once a hearts broken,
It grows back bigger.
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