thinking about the memory thats left of you,
thinking about the happy things we used to do,
before you and your friends got bored,
and you decided to start drinking.
but it came back to bite you,
even when you stopped,
someone not quite as far along the road to recovery,
drove right into you.
now i cant stop thinking about how much i miss you,
but also about the horrible person you used to be,
to take the same chance they took,
even though you never took anyones life yourself,
you could have,
and i would have never forgiven you for the pain you caused,
and i never will forgive you for the pain you caused me by not spreading the word not to drink and drive.
