With so few words you cried out louder,
I swear you’d never spoken clearer,
To read your eyes last time I saw you.
I stared into a softly fading flame.
I never knew you all that well, my friend,
Though you were always around,
With one finger on the trigger,
One foot on the ground.
I was glad to find you fighting,
Though you believed,
There was so little left to save,
In that same moment death came smiling.
-You threw it all,