Brent
by on March 12, 2000 in Poetry

I don’t know what to do with myself
I’m indulging in memories
And my own tears
I keep thinking that this has to
Be a mistake
That someone will call
To say you’re still here
But the phone isn’t ringing
I can’t sleep
I keep thinking
Replaying the times
That we shared
Freeze frames in my mind
Keep repeating
I know it sounds childish
But this doesn’t seem fair
You can’t leave me here
Without saying goodbye
Without one last hug
Without one last fight
But if it had to be someone
Why am I not surprised?
You were so fragile
So torn up inside
You just needed more time
Or maybe more love
I hope now you’re peaceful
Smiling down from above
And I’ll never regret loving you
Even though you didn’t ask
For my heart
And I’ll never forget
All of our long talks
I think that was my favorite part
And I’ll always carry you with me
And I’ll never be quite the same
But that would have been true
If you were alive
If I could
You know that I’d change it
I’d rewrite this story
I wasn’t ready
To have this chapter end
To have to let go of you
To loose such a wonderful friend

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