As a bit of a prelude I don't really expect you to understand this. I just needed to get it out. So here it is:

Sometimes I wonder why I never saw it. It seemed like only yesterday that she was a world of smiles and laughter. Everyone loved her, she had a boyfriend. So...what happened.

After so long I haven't been able to see her, her lovely face and hazel eyes, that I received the news.

I saw life in a standstill, everything froze. My friends, the birds in the sky....my blood. I can't believe I never saw it.

It's too late now, too late to see the signs or give the love where it was needed. Too late to ask "hey whats up?" too late to be the hero and save the day.

Too late to save her.

It's been about a month since, it's been a whole month. It seems so much longer. I still remember everything about her. But I was too late to see things that needed to be seen. I guess I wasn't there when I was really needed.

I still remember her laughter but it's fading in my memory.