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Time Waits For No One

December 17, 2012
By AlexStecklein BRONZE, Cascade, Iowa
AlexStecklein BRONZE, Cascade, Iowa
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I thought about you today,
Just as if I do every day,
I heard our song; it’s hard to believe,
Its 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 a while.

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 the 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 want 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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