Saturdays were what you hated the most out of all the days.
You wore a frown so down whenever it was Saturday, cause you said you cannot see me for a whole Sunday
Even though we see each other the whole week
You always walked around the school with me, always held my hand and talked about everything we knew.
You always made sure I never walked behind any crowd, and now I always end up walking behind my classmates...
You are not there to drag me with you,
I terribly miss the way you'd stop in your track and look behind at me and grab my hand to walk with you..never behind
These days I don't even know you..but I still hope, you still hate Saturdays cause you can't see your best friends..even though I'm not there anymore
I hope, I did mean something to you, cause sure you meant everything to me.
A home, temporary, till you decided to be someone else's home, and left me homeless.
You're still gonna be thanked for the memories you gave , don't worry
I'll tell my kids ,when they ask " that was my home"
I'll tell them all about us , all bout us and you
So long
until we meet again
thank you for the memories
I'll hold on to it
till the end of days
so yeah this was one when my best friend left, i was devastated and sad, ended up writing a poem and a letter, though this wont see the light of day , or at least the eyes that make fun of me
really sorry if you ever relate to this, always know that i am here for you to talk if you want to
YOU ARE READING
Someone; Someday...
Poesíathis is just some poems that i want someone to read someday and stare at a wall and re-think their life; like how some have done, though a lesser impact... VERY SHORT POEMS, LONG POEMS, ANYTHING THAT I DEEM A POEM WILL BE HERE!
