Still think about when you messaged me
You were still here, we were seventeen
Ninety days sober, you asked to come over
Never replied and it's killing me
Still think about when you messaged me
Still think about what it could've been
If I replied, would it be different?
All these years later, I'm still afraid of letting you go
Is it all my fault?
Still think about what it could've been
I made a promise to
Stay clean and sober because of you
Save space for me next to you
Wherever you're waiting, I'll come to you
When it all falls down
And the noise gets loud
I'll remember your mom's face
Smiling and crying at the same time
Pray that you found grace
And if you're in pain, it's the last time
Spoke to your brother the other week
November 3rd, made it past twenty-three
He smiles just like you, always the type to carry the light into any room
Spoke to your brother the other week
I made a promise to
Stay clean and sober because of you
Save space for me next to you
Wherever you're waiting, I'll come to you
When it all falls down
And the noise gets loud
I'll remember your mom's face
Smiling and crying at the same time
Pray that you found grace
And if you're in pain, it's the last time
