I can't get over this feeling.
Every time my heart starts healing
I just end up reliving.
Its such a tragedy
I wasn't there, but I just keep imagining.
And the more I know
The more the pain grows.
No, we weren't close
and hadn't spoken in a while,
but since learning the news
its been kinda harder to smile.
What makes it even worse
is that you were so young.
Me and you were the same age,
on the same page,
in this story called life.
Now that yours has come to an end and the rest of mine is still unwritten, I want to live my life 110 percent.
I hope you rest in peace, and you will be missed.