Forget

So lost, just as you were.
As I made my way into the crowd.
Black surrounds me...
So do the many tearful eyes of my friends.
My eyes are red and swollen as well,
I had cried myself to sleep last night.
I remember three days ago,
You had looked me straight in the eye,
moved closer, and wrapped your arms around me.
"what's wrong?"
"nothing"
in reality, everything was wrong...
But I am here now,
placing my sight my best friend.
Now lying still in the soft lining,
Of his casket.
Tears flood my puffy eyes,
they sting...
reminding me that this is real.
That I can never forget my best friend.
R.I.P. Justice Goodwin </3