This is not true...I wrote this..

I remember the night with precise detail, the moon hung low in the sky. I could smell the sweet scent of my neighbors roses and the freshly cut grass. He just dropped me off at home, I felt the buzz slowly escaping me, my laughter echoed the star filled sky. I could see the liquor run though his pupils his hands fast with motion trying to keep up with his words. We staggered together towards my front door.

He was tripping over his feet. The dogs bark made us jump. We had partied all night, drinking shot for shot and dancing through the house. He told me he drove better drunk, the alcohol washed through his blood made him alert and steady. I listened to his voice, it was firm and playful. He never needed help with homework or struggle with solving problems. He was so smart how could be be so stupid. I blame myself every day for this situation. I wasn't strong enough to say no. I couldn't fight with him. We had such a great night together, everything felt so right. So I kissed him gently on the lips, pulling him close. I didn't want to let him go.

My feet felt like a cement block, I could barely lift them up the stairs. I watched him from the doorway race to his car. He waved at me. I called to him asking him to be careful and not to drive to fast. He flicked his wrist and chuckled.He backed out of the driveway with force and I bite my bottom lip. There was a voice inside of me ushering me to stop him but I was drunk and I felt like the world was on my side. I slipped into my house and crawled into bed. I dreamed of his face and our special kiss. I knew I loved him but how could I let someone I love die. Because the next morning I was awaken with a sharp voice. The crash killed him instantly the voice shook out the details. I remembered the night with precise detail, i remember every word we said. But I will never forget what I didn't say. And that cost him his life and took the rest of my life away .



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