Don’t fall out of touch
God I’ll miss you so much
You were so young
And now you’re free
But this wasn’t the way
This didn’t have to be
I wish you called,
That day you were
Feeling off
Before the whirlwind
Swept you off your feet
Wish you could have
Seen past the bend
To know you are not alone
I wish I could unwind
The reel of time,
And play it back right.
What happened, it wasn’t you
You are gentle, so kind
Always leaving the impression
Of your smile behind
You like to try anything,
Living life the fullest
So outgoing but mysterious at the same time
You said, it’s ‘bout time i share some things
about myself, just in case.
Just in case.
You had so much more to share
I’ll remember all our jaunts
Trivia, Arthur crew shenanigans,
Potlucks and parties.
After the rest of our friends moved far away,
you and I tried working at a call centre,
made less miserable by your playful antics.
Only you could get an entire room
Of people on break to try
squatting on the wall as long as they could.
Without saying a word.
You were so non-judgmental of others,
You just didn’t care what people thought
You were the coolest person
Free to be anything you wanted
And you had the deepest voice of anyone I knew
I wish I could hear it again
Most of all, I’ll miss the times
we played music together.
I was looking forward to
working on those songs you sent me
Your piano playing was joyful,
With a distinct style and colorful song selection,
Anything from beethoven classical
to video game and electronic music
Remember that time we played
With Jesse at The Spill?
We did a dramatic cover of
“The Bad Touch” by The Bloodhound Gang
And I think our “Disturbia” rivaled Rihanna.
I was so happy you could play
“Honest Eyes” and now I look back
And think about your honest eyes
You left the world on the last day of Mental Health Awareness Week.
Your funeral was on National Coming Out Day.
During the service, they didn’t mention these days,
But I remember what the minister said
About the importance of dates
and their mysterious connection.
A week earlier, you spoke about finishing your degree.
You would’ve made an amazing teacher but..
Your mental health blurred your vision of the future
You weren’t yourself after the surgery
You said so yourself
One day in May, when you called
And I’m so glad I answered
You said it saved your life then,
But you worried about being a burden
I thought it got better,
But you grew distant.
I wish you called this time.
Wish I wasn’t so distant.
Oh, All the things we could’ve done different.
I still think you look like prince charming
You’d come running if it was any of us
I forgot, one of those times was for me
You were too kind, Brad
You didn’t let us save you
I feel like the world failed you.
It lost a pure soul.
You said, it’s about time people get to know you,
You can rest in peace now,
Knowing you left a beautiful mark on the world
And in the minds of everyone you met.
Lest not we forget.
Don’t fall out of touch
God I’ll miss you so much
