I just cant do it
I can't come up with the words
He taught me so much
But what?
Life
Friendship
Addictions
Guilt
Try saying that with passion
I can jazz it all up...but it sounds fake
I try
But I catch myself crying
Why is it that we don't realize things until it too late?
When we can't go back to say...You helped me...You saved me.
Retro-spect is a bitch
When I find the words
I'll find my closure
Until then...Im still mourning.