Missing Ariel Suarez
I miss you girl; won't you please come back
'Cause you were loved; didn't you know that?
You saved my life; I could talk to you.
I would have saved yours if only I knew.

Was it my fault that you ended your life?
Did I hand you the rope? Did I sharpen the knife?
I can't help but think that the night I OD'd
Was the moment that Death came and planted the seed.

The reruns come often: you sitting so still,
The sounds and the smell and the bone crushing chill,
The note on the table, your hand on the ground...
They haunt all my nightmares yet save me somehow.

So this I am writing to lessen the pain,
And maybe just somehow you'll hear me again.
And if on occasion you notice I cry,
You'll understand I didn't want you to die.