I looked down at you

Frail and fragile

In the cold hospital gurney

The white sheets

Twisted around you

Like some abstract straightjacket

Keeping you from the life you were meant to lead

And it hurts to see you like this

Knowing someday

In the future

We’ll have to say goodbye

And I’ll be saying goodbye

To my the boy who changed my life

The boy who I can call my

Best friend

I try not to let you see

How much it hurts me

To see you like this

I spend nights lying awake

Wondering if there’s a way

That I could trade places with you

So you could experience the world

And id be the one on my deathbed

Anything to make it hurt less.