24 days before Christmas I killed myself that Christmas no tree was built no fun family dinners were served no laughter was bouncing around the walls
my friends were crying they missed me everyday they would go to my grave and put rocks instead of flowers because I always said "instead of flowers on my grave give me rocks they last forever" they cried and cried begging for me to come back and I was dumbfounded because I really thoughtΒ Β that I didn't matter to them and they would be happier without me
5 months after I died when summer was just around the corner and is all laughter and fun there was no laughter or fun just timid smiles and swollen eyes I realized that people did love me that people did miss me that people always smiled more when I was around
it's such a shame though how people started showing their love after I was gone
j.f
I got the idea from another poem I read and I thought it was beautiful so I decided to write my own. Hope you like!