It all happened so fast.

Speeding off into the distance.

That night I wish you could have taken control.

To steer clear from your last breath.

Such a short 18 years, gone in the blink of an eye.

Oxygen is escaping.

Your fate is embracing.

This road tells a story of a life cut short.

Sirens are the sound that I hear in the back of my mind.

You leaving this world left us falling apart limb by limb.

Never getting over the loss of a loved one.

That morning we all stood mourning, coming to terms with this reality.

I believed the world stopped spinning.

To steer clear from your last breath.

Such a short 18 years, now gone.

I wish you could see me now.

You'd be so proud, my dearest friend.

I'll see you again, my dearest friend.