This is me, saying goodbye.

Tragedy strikes when least expected.
Lives are lost, Lives are ruined.
How do you prepare for things like this?
Like death.
Was Death himself even ready to take you away?

Away from your family,
your friends, everyone’s lives that you have touched.
In such a short time you’ve impacted us all.
For better or worse, your memories will always remain with me.

Death, something few are ready to accept
Everyone has their own view on it
And what happens after wards.
That maybe we go to heaven, or we’re reincarnated.
Having experienced it though, makes me wish death was gone.

Was it painful?
They say it happened instantly,
when the car struck you down.
Was it his fault or yours?
No one knows, I just wish it never happened.

So here I sit typing this,
thinking about you,
the story of how we met in 7th grade.
You were the outgoing kid with the
sparkling blue eyes and a smile that went on for days.

You talked to me, shared secrets.
Danced with me in a snow storm.
We’ll never get to do that again.
Will we?

It’s okay though,
I might not understand it,
why you, someone so undeserving, was taken away.
I guess everyone feels that way,
no one deserves to die.
But it’s okay.

You were a good kid.
Where ever you are,
whatever you're doing.
I know you’ll always be watching over
us, your friends, and family.

One day I’ll see you again.
Till then. Rest in peace.