The rain beats like bullets
As I lay here in my bed...
20 years from now,
sitting in the same seat...
I tried to stay friends with you,
But to you that wasn't enough...
Riding on the bus today,
Willow at my side...
Come lay down your sweet and weary head,
My mind fears we've come to our journey's end...
I thought I'd miss you
but now I don't think I will...
Its the last day of school
but it feels like it shouldn't be...
Here you go again
telling me what to do...
-(Word about this poem: True poem about a close...
Everything happened so fast,
It's feels like a blur in my not so distant past...
You are my comfort when i am down
you know how to make me smile...
Oh how ill miss those times we shared,
The crazy pillow fights, & girl talks...