I found that box of letters,
lying on the ground.
The ones that you used to write me,
before it all went down.
I even got a paper cut trying to figure out
what to do with all these memories.
But all i did was pout.
I saw the picture when you "climbed that tree."
Then I found the X-ray, when it shows that you broke your knee.
I loved being with you.
It seemed that everything came true.
It was like I was living in a fairy tale.
Something that could never fail.
I even dreamt of another you,
the one who would never, just leave me a letter.
(that you wrote in 2004)
I know it wasn't your fault,
the dude that killed you in the car accident was in a cult.
I don't hate him,
but neither do I like him.
I know he must hate himself for what he did.
When I hear that you died that night,
I thought everything I heard was just a huge fib.
I didn't want to believe any of the things they had said.
It just made me even more sad.
That day, that moment,
I was on the phone with you.
But then that car had hit you,
everything me and you went through had quickly went by.
Just as quick of a wink of an eye.
I know this is kindda late,
but I never got to tell you over the phone.
I love you, and good bye.
Dedicated to Dannny Bennet
Died from car hitting him
December 14th 1988-August 30th 2004