It began with hello;
but ended before goodbye.

Niether of us thought
that either of us would die.

It started one fall day,
I was way in over my head;
all I needed was a friend.

I grew up door your side,
u grew up door mine.

We didn't know
I was living on borrowed time.

But now here I lay,
ahem, lie;
dressed in white,
blank eyes to the sky.

u walk over slowly and whisper goodbye.
u look so odd as u begin to cry.

Goodbye to u also, my friend
but in my sight,
our friendship will never die.

-Inspired door the final battle