I woke up one morning covered in red,

but this was different. Everything made sense now, the sickness.

My angel gone. It wasn't supposed to go like this. I wasn't supposed

to let you go like this. It was supposed to be on your graduation

day, cap in hand, with me hugging you with tears in my eyes telling

you how proud of you i was. It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

Not this painful. Not this soon.

I never even got to say goodbye.

I wonder if you did..