Jaymila's blog: "Broken Wings"

I can't talk about it...getting back to where I can't think about it...if I try or do I break and cry....

I can talk to his family and friends like the reason we are in eachothers lives now, not because of his death but just by chance.

I'm a bit upset that I still feel so strongly about the accident, I feel connected to him, though he was just a stranger. I also feel that a part of me died with him on that horribly cold night.

Some called me your Angel for trying to save you that night

But my wings were broken and I could not take flight

Looking at your body I felt your soul touch mine

And heard the message you wanted to give to the family you left behind

Thru my tears you guided me to a lifelong friend

And showed your family that thru this new one

Your story will never end

We cannot forget 2 other Angels

were with us that night

But you chose to speak with me

And tell me “Everything is Alright”

My broken wings hung heavy

the day I told you good-bye

I held your hand again

And I began to Cry

For a second you were “the love of my life”

And was quickly jerked away

My heart broke into pieces

But I knew you couldn’t stay

You’re the Angel now

With wings that are fully healed

And with time

Our pain and tears will begin to yield

So go Marine, fly

And keep your family safe

And know that in my heart

                       You always have a place