About my Best Friend

It seems like only yesterday I was waking up to your "good morning" texts.


Now I can only think of those fond memories.


You were my best friend and secret keeper.


My life raft when I was drowning,


and you didn't even mean to be.


The one I went to when anything went wrong,


how you could tell if I was hurt.


You knew if I was lying or if I was just being goofy.

Our last conversation.


I had my first car and needed help cleaning it up.


Who do I ask for help?


My Dad or Brother? No.


Just you.


You wanted to drive it sometime but I said no never.


I knew you'd be safe but you're driving scared me...

Who knew that that would be our last conversation.


When you hopped in the passengers seat of the car.


You even had your seatbelt on when a cop drove past,


But you took it off. And I don't know why.


The car was going to fast, gravel on the road. The car flipped.


The phone calls I got became frantic wondering if you were with me.


Not knowing if it was you or someone else with the same name.


I rushed to the hospital


pulling over to get control over my panic.


The final blow to my heart when it was confirmed that it was you.


Screaming and bawling I found the hospital.


My life shattered and not knowing how to make it whole again.

You were the glue in me.


My one stable thing in life.


When everything else was falling apart


YOU WERE THERE.

Now, six months later I'm still picking up the pieces.


I wake up expecting a text from you,


or even hoping for one of those notes where you said you would marry me someday.


I always said no, I loved you, but you were my like my brother.


It was always a sad thing to do. Crush your dream like that.


but you were my friend and that's all I saw you as.


If you were here we would still be fighting over that,


but at least you would be here.

Tyson,


You said you wanted to make an impact.


well impact you did.


Your short 17 years has made me,


molded me,


and encouraged me to live my life to the fullest.


I will always remember you.


because if there is a memory, you are still alive in our hearts.


I promise to try to make you proud,


Even if I stumble, I'll get back up for you.

You were my rock, so I'll live for God.


I'll see you again, you promised to save me a place in Heaven right beside you.

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