love.
what a concept.
but the day you died,
you tore my heart and stomped it.
not a goodbye,
or a last word spoken.
now my heart,
is irrevocably broken.
my words alone,
can't possibly show my love,
or my heart ache,
when will i cry enough?
you were there,
through the suicide attempts.
you're the best friend,
i could ever have dreamt.
now you're gone,
and my heart breaks.
my love was clear to see,
my affection opaque.
this afternoon,
i cried for hours.
it felt like my heart,
has been devoured.
my brother says,
you're always with us,
but for my grieving heart,
that just isn't enough.
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