I look up at the sky,
I'm wondering how you're doing tonight.
The crisp air, sends shivers down my spine.
That same shiver when I found out you died.
It's been almost two years,
and I know I should move on.
But there's a part of me that's missing,
and it won't let me get strong.
As I look at the stars, I start to wonder,
why did you have to plunder, away from us all?
I'll never really know the purpose
for you to die, but I can't just sit around and cry.
At times when the world seems perfect,
I still think that you are around.
I drive by your house, but it's not yours anymore.
You're place is in Heaven.
That cold fatal night, when I couldn't go,
I thought I'd see you tomorrow though.
Who would have known,
this would be our last time we ever said a word.
Crashed away from my world,
disappeared into the sky,
and I don't understand, why you had to die.
Copyright © Angie Tesla | Year Posted 2006
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