Only the good die Young

I wanted to be there

When she fell

Though I know I couldn't catch her.

Without ceremony this morning,

They broke her down. 

She's more than mostly gone, now.

I wish I had been there to see her go.

Not because I like the view

Not to see the empty place

         in her heart where I once lived

Nor to witness the death 

         of a place I once called "home."

But

I wish I had been there to see her go 

          so she wouldn't have to die alone.