We met:
Your blue-green eyes met my hazel ones
Your eyes shone as bright as my smile
We were children
There was nothing to worry about
As we got older I noticed your eyes got darker
As the years flew by your eyes lost their sparkle
I was too scared to say anything
You got thinner with every passing day
Just as your eyes lost their glitter
Your wardrobe, even in the summer consisted of long sleeves
I asked you why and you said simply
"Everyone has their secrets."
On the last day your eyes sparkled just as bright as they did the day we met
I asked you why
You said
"I'm going home..."
I'll admit I was terrified as you drew in your last breath
I couldn't save you
As I held you in my arms I noticed the scars
And then I saw the pills
The same blue-green color of your beautiful eyes
Which I was never able to see again
Some would say it was suicide
But I know better
You were my best friend
You would have told me if you were sad
But as I remembered those blue-green pills
And the red of your wrists
I knew I was just lying to myself
It pained me to see you go so soon
What they didn't know was that I was going to go too
As my smile lost its sparkle and I drew in my last breath
Someone asked me where are you going
And I simply said
"Home."
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Author's Note
Sorry this isn't very good. It isn't as well written as I would have liked it to be, but I had this idea and I just had to get it out. I'll probably go back and edit it, but I've got like 50,000 other ideas floating around in my head and so this is what I've got so far. If you've got an idea, let me know and I'll try my best to write it. Thanks!
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