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..