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while you, my dear friend, danced at our prom
i was home empty, afraid and alone
you were there dancing in your green dress
while i was on my couch in pain, distress
my phone never alerted me to your call
because you didn't think of me, not a bit, not at all
i understand, it's a busy night
well, i guess i wouldn't actually know, but you could've at least asked if i was alright

on the day of our graduation, you were in your red robes
while i was in surgery, just wishing i could be home
by this point we had grown apart
but it would've helped if you had even just wished me good luck
a visit from you after, would've meant the world
even if it was just for a minute, for the recovery was rough

in the fall you moved away
you started your new life as a college freshman that day
and i was still here, in this town where we met
i took a gap year, well, forced by my health
that ruined me for a small while
for my education has always been an important part of my life style
i was once top of my class, and now my brain doesn't work quite right
and neither does the rest of my body, but i still wished to be at school that night

i pray that you get the world and more
but i wish that i was still apart of it
i wish that i too had the life i thought i'd once get





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this poem is based off of true events from last year and was a little hard to write.

if you have enjoyed this poetry collection so far feel free to vote and comment some feedback.
thank you so much for reading, it means a lot.

-gabriella 🖤

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