I don't really know why I'm thinking about this
a week after it happened
but I am.
I want you to know that when they asked us
who we thought was fearless
I didn't say your name
and for some reason this bothers me now.
I know you'll never see this,
but I'll say it just in case you'll know some how.
I wish you knew that I think you are fearless
even when everyone else thinks of somebody else,
but I think of you
because you're like me,
but only a lot better in every way.
I just wish now that I had spoken up
when I had the chance.