Kindgarten to 8th grade He filled my life with a light Full of hope and glory And all things pure 2nd grade came the phone call "No, sorry she isn't home." I didn't hear his mother's tears A call back another hour confirmed His blood cells were out of wack We had a cake walk when I was in 5th grade To raise money to save his life It was the first night That is dawned on me that he would miss school How fucking stupid could I be The years passed and we grew apart The light faded and I couldn't see it anymore Time was slipping away So I walked past his mother watering the flowers I walked down the stairs to his room Sat on the side of his bed And asked what he was doing What the hell was I thinking? He was to weak to even change the channel He was watching LeFem Nikita on USA We spoke for a few minutes I said goodbye and walked across the street back home I never told him I loved him until he lay in the ground I wrote him a letter and I he understands now I released the yellow balloon into the sky He caught it and it now shines as a star in the sky One that will not burn out until I join him in heaven
Reason for writing:
He was the greatest human being I have ever known...Just like a shooting star...So great so magical and now, so gone.
I can't explain the pain I feel even thinking about the day he was taken away.
Birth sign: Libra
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