Everyday. To see you. That would be the best thing in this world. Picture in my mind. You're always with me. I talk about you when I miss you. You could have done so much. Died at such a young age. So much is lost. And I know that if you hear me you'd tell me that it's ok. Not to cry. Yet I do. The most dramtic thing that has happened in my life. Loosing you. My life just hasnt been the same. And i've tried to let you go. Yet I cant. I wish you were here to tell me what to do. How to live my through. N for you to keep these jerks away from me. Threaten them when they hurt me. For me to call you and tell you to come get me. Really when there's fighting. And you show up. To listen to my problems and tell me everything's gonna be okay, it'll all work out for the best. To be the shoulder I cry on. But all this isn't ever gonna happen. Cus you're gone. And I have to move on. You're not here and it's so hard. My life without you.
Reason for writing:
To Jonathan. R.I.P.
Birth sign: Taurus
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