the night of your car crash
I thought it was all over
but your death was the passageway to something worse
I needed the luck from a 4 leaf clover
I thought my fear would go away
like you did
but it grew and grew
so to think that, I guess I was stupid
we didn't know how to live on, who we could see,
or what to do
we're alone now
you and your control were all we knew