At first I wouldn't look at you.
I wanted to stay in sweet denial
For as long as I could.
I did know that eventually,
I would have to face the truth.
My anger blamed the doctors;
They didn't save you.
Then it was yourself,
The suicidal you.
But,
I knew all too well that
It wasn't the doctors 
And it certainly wasn't you.
Each of you did all you possibly could.

It was a single, built-in strand
That took your life that day.
A single strand took my heart and soul away.
Your cursed DNA.
I now see that forever is just a second
And eternity just a day.
So quickly my forever whisked away.

I look at the cold casket that bears and even colder face.
I wonder where all the light had gone,
So bright that I could taste.
The sweetest of pinks,
And the deepest of blues,
Had once danced in your face.
The soft pools of blue now deserted,
As is my fickle grace.

This is what I see in my last glimpse of you.
It hurts me that you can look so peaceful
When you leave me here at war.
I miss you more and more.
I no longer believe in destiny.
This wasn't meant to be.
You were meant to be right here with me.
You're young and you have such great things
Ahead of you.
You were not meant to be a faded memory.
It's too soon.
You should be right here for me to 
See,
Hug,
and Kiss.
It's you I shouldn't have to miss.

Sorry that I can't stop thinking of myself;
That is wrong of me.
It is better for you.
No more pain.
No more wires,
Monitors,
And pills the size of mutated gumdrops.
No more pulling, stinging, and piercing.
Yep, you lucked out.

I guess it's time for me to say the much- hated goodbyes.
It was heaven knowing you and I hope you're there somewhere
Right now.
Thank you for being a friend.
I hope more than anything that we will meet once again.

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