My best friend is like a realllllly good writer this is just one of the amazing things she has done!!! Read it it is so sad!!! But really good!!!
Waiting at the bus stop I shivered from the cold.When you walked up it seemed as if you were outlined all in gold.You asked me if my shivering was out of cold, I replied I'm not afraid for you to stand so near.
Then you removed your jacket and handed it to me,
I shyly refused your jacket, embarrassed so, you see.
You put the jacket on my shoulders and back a step you took.
"I'm Anna," I said extending my hand.
"Luke," You said.We shook hands.
Day after day we stood, waiting for the bus,
Not a single word spoken by either of us.
Until one day I turned to you and bravely started to say,
"I have a crush on you, Luke, and also by the way-"
As i started to tell you what was burning on my mind, You told me you liked me, too, but the words were hard to find.
I smiled a smile that seemed to stretch to both of my two ears.
The smiling and the happines erasing all my fears.
And now, my friend, your dying and there's nothing i can do,
but be with you and hold your hand and be forever true.
Last night while you were sleeping, your soul slipped away,
The many words that filled my heart
were impossible to say.
As i was cleaning out your drawers that stood beside your empty bed, I found
a letter addressed to me and your voice spoke as I read.
My Darling I am sorry that i will
have to leave so soon,
You know how much I love you and i know you love me, too.
I hope you won't forget me but please do try to move on,
I hope that you won't cry too much
when I am dead and gone.
Two silent tears slid down my face and moistened both cheeks,
I won't get over the loss of you not for days,
and not for weeks.
I continued reading the letter that i held in both of my trembling hands,
My fingers numb as if they had been wrapped in rubber bands.
Now i am standing at the bus stop where two years ago we met,
And as i stand here in the cold I feel my cheeks start to get wet.
I don't think i will ever get over you, never, not in any way.
Our anniversary would have been two years ago today.
And on this lonely bus ride, I sit alone without you near me.
I hear a voice that just may be the voice I've longed to hear.
The voice is from an angel and his words tell me, "Life's a treasure learn to love again.Move on"
And through the words he whispers i finally start to see,
That although I'll always love you It's time to set you free.
Gosh that makes me cry!!!!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
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1 comment:
omg jaycee....wen u let me read that i bout cryed!!!!!
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