I Just Wish
This is a poem about my friend who died and for his mom…
How can she stand living in that house?
I can barely stand going out there,
Seeing the house and realizing he's gone.
It's so hard for me,
I can only imagine how it is for her
I cared about him...
He never knew.
Sometimes I wonder if he knew how many people cared.
I wonder if he expected anything bad to happen that day.
So many people miss him,
How could they not?
He was such a great person
For two years I liked that boy.
I'm not even sure if he knew.
Everyone else did.
All I seem to think about anymore is him.
All the conversations we had,
Him telling me to get up because a car was coming while I was lying in the road.
He meant ALOT to me,
He still does.
I just wish he could come back.
If he could then it would all be okay.
It would be better this time
Please let me know what you think…
I can barely stand going out there,
Seeing the house and realizing he's gone.
It's so hard for me,
I can only imagine how it is for her
I cared about him...
He never knew.
Sometimes I wonder if he knew how many people cared.
I wonder if he expected anything bad to happen that day.
So many people miss him,
How could they not?
He was such a great person
For two years I liked that boy.
I'm not even sure if he knew.
Everyone else did.
All I seem to think about anymore is him.
All the conversations we had,
Him telling me to get up because a car was coming while I was lying in the road.
He meant ALOT to me,
He still does.
I just wish he could come back.
If he could then it would all be okay.
It would be better this time
Please let me know what you think…

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