You Said

you said to me once - that you would let me know - if there was anything I could - do to help and at the end, lying in that hospital all your futures lost to an unlabeled sickness all your brilliant pasts standing in stark relief with the pain you must have not thought ... that I could do anything to help, but you were wrong. you were you were you were 'cause I could have come to you, and held your hand, and looked into your eyes, and left with you. i could have kept you from being alone and myself from being left behind