He's the closest thing to perfect I've ever seen.
I'm just so worried I won't be able to pick up the pieces for him.
Those thoughts circled my mind over fifteen years ago.
Now I'm tired and growing old.
I don't want to go through all this hurt again.
He said he'd never leave me
but then where is he now?
I look at the picture of my once best friend
and I try to remember him.
I look at his eyes
and I see all the sadness I could of saved him from.
Tears stream down my face
and I wonder if I'll ever be the same again.
Here's to all the moments I cherished so.
Washing them down with another bottle of Jack.
You said I was your best friend.
So why'd you have to go and die?
Why'd you have to go and hurt me so?
Maybe if I had just told you,
you would've stayed.
I can't keep living this way.
It can never be the same.
I love you and I always have. I'm sorry I was too late.
With that note he said goodbye
and held the picture he'd now worn down.
He kissed the shotgun goodbye
Hoping to see Kurt in the sky.