Dedication to Nova, Fly with the stars you loved so much. If I am lucky we may one day meet again.
I forgot to be sad.
I forgot to cry.
I forgot to be mad.
Because I forgot why.
See a friend passed away two years ago but I forgot. Not her but the date that changed it all despite the fact that it still hits close to home and I remember her. Every fucking day I remember her.
But it is slowly fading.
The voices she used to make
I remember but they are fading day by day.
So I wrote it on my calender so I could remember when to grieve. How long I should let myself cry and the hours that will have gone by.
Since I said my last goodbye.
Since I told her to be safe on her trip only for hours later she dies in a fucking car crash. She didn’t have a car and we joked about that. I made a comment about how when I was learning to drive I nearly ran over my moms foot cause I smash it when she said break.
Made plans to get together and how we should talk more.
I made joke after joke about how we should talk more before ending it with
To bad my words weren’t enough.
She told me she would but didn’t.
Whose to blame for this incompetence!
She was the same age as me you know. Life planned and precious goals.
I remembered the excited whispers to my daughter that next morning. Showing her pictures of a friend that was slowly dying.
No that is not right she was already dead and the plans I was so happy to tell my daughter would only come to completion in my head.
I wanted to reconnect with my friend.
But it is gone now because this year
I forgot to be sad
I forgot to cry
I forgot to be mad
Because I didn’t get the chance to say goodbye.