I kneel down.

I kneel down and cry as I reach up and hold your hand, like the others I have shown respect for.

I have done this before, and will probably do it again. 

The hardest word in the dictionary, is goodbye my best friend. 

I would have liked to have been there in your years of misery, that's how much you meant to me. 

Some lives are cut short cause the going is finally good. 

Things never turn out how they should. 

Hurdles are higher and  quick to appear. 

One might wonder how to get the fuck out of here. 

And yes, I want to go running though the door , to the other side where there is no more.
 
Stupid obligation stands in the way, stupid heart beat will make me stay. 

I'm surprised it's beating, as it's torn in two. 

There will never be another match as perfect as me and you. 

So I kneel, despite the pain and show my respect that you have gained. 

I will not be able to be the same.