Mallory,
I remember your name,
I left a dozen roses on your grave today.
Im on the grass,on my knees,
wiping the leaves away.
I just came to talk for a while,
got some things i need to say.
Now that's it's over,
I just wana hold her,
I wana hold you in my arms,
never let you go.
Don't let you drift off,
again.
If you just would have had your seat belt on,
you would be here with me.
I wouldnt be here searching,
for a new best friend.
You went straight through the windshield,
cracking your skull,
making your brain swell,
and bleed.
You died slowly,
painfully,
not sudden.
You just lay there,
on the rough pavement of a road,
all ice cold,
pale,
and bloodly.
Your beautiful brown hair,
soaked in your own blood,
with pieces of shattered glass,
embedded in it.
Now that's its over,
I just wana hold her,
I would give up the whole world,
to see that little piece of heaven,
lookingback at me.
I gota live with the choices I made,
and I can't live with myself today.
When your heart stopped beating,
so did mine.
When you stopped breathing,
so did I.
Im dead without you Mallory.
Truly dead.
When your birthday comes around,
I just say your name and cry.
I wana hold you again,
and i will,
one day,
in heaven.
We will walk hand in hand,
and smiling happily.
Mallory,
I remember your name.
Mallory Ann Blake