Grief,
Such a strong word,
But that's what you did to me,
You gave me grief on how I was,
But I accepted it,
Because I knew deep down,
You cared,
And I cared for your well being,
You knew how to make me chuckle,
When I was having a bad day,
Your a sweet person,
In your own way,
Even though on occasion,
I was wondering why you acted weird,
Than I remember all the good times we had,
Like our time at homecoming,
Or the time it took me four hours to find the suit to match your dress,
I also remember when we had the credit card,
That wasn't mine but I was allowed to use it,
But I got terrified,
So we had the owner use it,
I also remember our milkshake contest,
and I lost,
You had to choose my torture,
Than a week later,
You told this girl I liked her,
Which got me red to the face,
Not in anger,
Just being terrified of how she would react,
And than she accepted me as a friend,
And I still get nervous infront of her,
After you've tried helping me,
But I can't forget you
I won't forget you,
As you go off into heaven,
And soar with the angels
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