1/2 happy, 1/2 depressed- a poetry book

irrelevance

when we talked,

it cleared my mind.

about our friendship,

and my life.

I knew you would always there for me,

and me for you.

I,

I didn't know how to say it,

I felt happy,

but sad.

I felt it hadn't all been said.

what I needed to say that is.

it was still crumpled in a paper ball,

in the section of my brain that doesn't know how to process all this bullshit.

I wanna say it, but the only thing that comes out is a wimper,

not of defeat,

not of sadness,

just a loss of words...

I lost sleep over it,

when I finally did sleep,

I put myself to bed with tears,

hours of tears,

gallons of tears even.

all that water,

for you.

I didn't know if you deserved that water..

but I just let it go,

like a waterfall