January 19, 2014
Your brother called me last night
And told me about the driver
Who was just as drunk as I was
When I kissed Her last month
But he cared even less
About you.
I came to the hospital right away
But it was too late.
They told me the news and
All I heard was
I'll never see you smile again or
Be able to tell you
I love you.
My last words to you were
"I'm sorry"
Your last words to me were
"I hate you"
I realized today that
I'm not afraid of death anymore.
Or heaven, or hell.
The worst thing I can think of now
Is never being able to see you
Ever again.
