Remembering

by JAMIE   Jun 7, 2006



I was cleaning my room last Saturday afternoon
I looked at my wall and saw that paper.
The one my locker for my birthday

One spot I seem to look at most
At the little part by you
It said happy birthday with a heart then Bryan
I remember that day
When you were standing there writing that note

I remember all these little times
Not just what you wrote
But all the little things that always
Made me feel so complete inside

You read one of my many poems
When you were done you had a question for me
About the part I had written about your sweet kiss
And how I was no longer sad
Because your kiss wiped away all my tears
Then you asked me if I meant this kiss
As your lips met mine
It seemed like sure bliss

You have always had cute little moments
That seemed to last for forever

Remember when you lent me your favorite hoodie
Can I still hold on to it
Even though it doesnt fit it used to keep me so warm
But now I don't have you
I don't know if it would still feel
Like your two arms wrapped around me
But it still hangs there in my dark closet

When I stumble of I fall
You are not here anymore to catch me
Because your heart is gone
But why is mine still with you
When there is no more fun times to have with you
No more smiles that are not fake to hide my frown

Now I have fought all that I can fight
This is just a losing battle that I can never win
Because you are above the point of needing me
I am pointless to your non-broken heart
Nothing for me to do but sit here and cry
Because you are gone forever
Because of my dumb decisions

I should have never told you about it
About my secret that I tried so hard to hide
But I would always get a need a desire to tell you
So I did and now I have to pay the price
Of having to live with these scars
And now having live without you....

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  • 18 years ago

    by Natalie

    When I stumble of I fall

    I think you meant "When I stumble or I fall"

    Another good peice. I liked the way you expressed this one. It was also great! The 2nd stanza was my favourite. Reminded me of something in the past. Good job on this one hun. 5/5

    `Taleee. xx.

  • 18 years ago

    by Sean Allen

    Great poem. The details are what it is all about, and this poem had such great, vivid details that I felt like I could practically live it. Whew, that was good.