Would He?

I didn't know her really well,
She wasn't a friend of mine,
To him, though, it hurt like hell,
And it will take a little time.

How am I to comfort him,
If he pushes me away?
I can see the hurt in his eyes,
Ever since that day.

I try to tell him everything
will be alright,
But he only keeps repeating,
"If only I were in the car that night."

But instead he was with me,
And then again he wasn't.
I try to help with words to heal,
But then again it doesn't.

I have never really seen him cry,
And I wonder,
Would he cry if I were to die?

I offered to go with him to her viewing,
But he wants to go alone,
Without me, alone,
And I wonder what he's doing.

I guess I didn't know her well enough,
And I might have been a little sour,
I wanted to go because of him,
I wanted to take her flowers.

He said he cried when he saw her body,
And he held her mother tight.
He got a chance to say goodbye,
But left with a heavy heart that night.