He doesnt know if he will make it.
And he cries all his tears dry.
Why does he feel so empty,
he feels so lost.
Tonight hes been so broken,
still left open,
and vulnerable.
Blood,
rushing from his wrist,
and down his chest,
from where the kniff,
did its best.
And with his one last starving breath,
he gently whispered
"I'm sorry, forgive me,
I will always be with you.
When you miss me,
look back our pictures,
remember our fun times.
I'm sorry,
I love you"
But now only machines keep him alive.
Will he make it...
Will he open his eyes....
Will i ever get to tell him the truth...
that
I
LOVE
him?
this is about my friends joe and alex[[RIP]].
alex died in a car accident a couple of weeks ago...
and joe took it too hard...
and tried to be with Alex once more.....
but he didnt sucseed..
I LOVE YOU JOE!!!!!!
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