a slingshot of words //poems//

g o n e

i didn't get a chance to say goodbye
i didnt get to tell you i loved you
you didnt give me a chance
to mention how much i cared for you
but now it's too late
why couldn't you wait a little longer
why did this happen so soon
why arent you here with me now
you didnt need to bleed
to know you were alive
i could see it in your eyes
that you were searching for peace
but maybe you knew all along
how to find it
i question myself daily
what would have happened
if i would have just done something
anything
because i need you
but you're six feet under
and it feels like
you're across the whole world
yet right next to me at the same time

~ a note to my best friend

I would like to mention the story behind this poem. I was 14 years old when I met someone who I grew to love in such a short time. We were close, but so far away. They lived a little ways from me, but I felt like we had something for a while. But they were suffering from such a pain that it eventually took them away from me. I was broken, my heart was aching for months on end. Maybe it was even a year before I finally got over what had happened. I'm 18 years old now and even now I have my moments where it doesn't seem real at all. Nothing can replace that person, but I still hold them very very close to my heart.