He's gone, gone from my life maybe forever.
His body's not near mine, but his spirit reminds me.
My friends say to "Let go," an impossible endevor.
I tell them "No," because my soul isn't free.
Didn't say godbye, that word means never.
When his image appears I am filled with glee.
"What should we do?" he asks, I say,"whatever!"
Then I remember he's not here; sadness surrounds my body.
Our love was blossoming, then came the tremor.
After came the pain, much worse than a scraped knee.
Did he plan this hurt? If so how clever!
I love and miss him, and the memories won't let me be.
December 1998
Reason for writing:
Another teen love poem
Birth sign: Aries
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