Gone

you woke me at seven
you said he was leaving us
you drove me to the hospital, the tears in your eyes
my ipod in my ears, i didn't believe you
i knew he would last longer
reaching the room
the nurse is there
shes says we're too late, he was Gone
my life starts to crumble
my eyes start to weep
i'd never see him again
nor hear his voice
the pictures are the only things
that will keep you fresh in my head
i hope he knew i loved him
and that i was always there
yet the next time he is mentioned, he'll be six feet under
i'll throw down the flowers and bid my farewell

to the one person i'll never forget...