Please excuse all the drama
That has been following me around day to day.
It was never my intention
To tell you this way.
I’m writing this letter
In the hopes of getting better
But now I fear it may be too late.
I’m sick and I’m dying,
With only 6 months to live.
Though it feels like just yesterday
We shared our first kiss.
I’m going to miss all of the time we spent together;
All the echoes of the laughter in our youth
Like it was someone else’s life;
Someone with hopes and dreams.
And sometimes I just want to scream,
But I can’t, because I know nothing I do
Could ever change the fact that I’m going to die
And that some day you will too.
Your life out there is beautiful
And in this cruel world I hope you’re well-aware,
Life is what you make it,
So don’t forsake it.
Remember that for my sake.
And so, to my first love,
My oldest friend,
When I’m gone, carry on,
Don’t wage war; live and let live.
Let my spirit free to laugh and your heart open to forgive.
Forever your kindred spirit,