R. I. P

I pray to the good lord to make it all better
Eventhough I know damn well he's gone forever

Hey friend, yesterday I turned fourteen
And once again I blew out the candles and wished for only one thing
That you were here with me

From the outside looking in, you had it all
Good friends, grades, and family but you were ready to take the fall
All we're left with are broken hearts and your letter

Friend, today was my last day in eight grade
We had a ceremony and all on a big scary stage
Cameras were flashing and there was a proud look on every face
But the only face I was looking for was yours
You were supposed to be sitting to my left because you were the only one in class whose name started with a K
Friend, I hope you know that I still think of you everyday

Teardrops fall on this keyboard as I type each letter
Without you, I feel lost in the wind like a feather
Never seemed like you ever felt that way
Wish you would've told someone
You could've been saved

I've prayed and negotiated deals with god
And I've made wishes upon every star in space
To hear your voice again
To see your face

Whoever said "time heals all wounds" is the biggest dumbass that ever lived
I still cry my eyes out, have bruises on my heart and can't get you out of my head
I still feel like punching walls when I see your grave
Because things should've never ended this way

R.I.P my friend, I love you.
Please dear lord don't let him ever forget or doubt that.