The Life Not Yet LIved

This is a poem about my best friend who passed away last fall in a bad car accident.

The life not yet lived
He was happy and full of joy
always had the best advice
He knew when I was down
and when I needed cheering up
We shared the same birthday
July 2nd, 17 and 20
He loved making others happy
Even if he couldn’t make himself happy
His smile brightened my day
It went from ear to ear
He looked like a teddy bear
And his laugh was so funny
Brewers game he finished my fries : )
He was depressed a lot
Although not everyone knew
He said I cheered him up
I believe he didn’t mean to do it
Why he wasn’t wearing a seatbelt
Still hurts me
If only he knew how many people
Truly loved him
My life will never be the same
No one could ever replace him
I lost my best friend that night
Nobody could find him
The call that morning asking if I knew where he was
Still on my cell
The pain of sitting there that day
Confused and frustrated
Waiting, heart pounding, eyes crying
My gut still hurts today
And the words “It was David!”
Still haunt me
I miss you David Beder!
I wish you were here!
I need you!