It is the hardest to wake up
in shambles.
Your day is a mixture
of soft memories
and crushing nostalgia.
Do you remember?
The rooftop with
gardens and gazebos
and warmth for us to grow?
I forgot how close
it always was,
how wrong it all feels
because nothing grows there
anymore.

I wonder,
when I’m 70,
what I’ll think of the boy,
who broke my heart at 17

Middle               aged
couple.               playing
ten                       nis
when                   The
game                  ends
and                     they
go                         home
the                     net
Will                     Still
be                         be
tween                   them

Words I cannot bring into,
to even describe emotion,
the stricken grief
and rawness-
oh what could I have done to save you?
I wish
I wish I was there to stop you.
I wish I was there to hold your hand,
I'm sorry,
I'm sorry.
I want you to be here.

Today was the the day,
I was given the news
"a body has been found"
"a body has been found"
at the base of the cliff.
First you're missing,
Now you're gone.
Why?
O why?
-But if only you could see,
how many people tried to find you
and how we all care.
If only you knew
If only you knew
Alas, it's too late

Oh such teenage girl cliche
But I hate my body,
it's always been that way.
Thighs too fat,
legs too short,
nose too big.
Suppose I start to accept myself,
then some stupid boy,
tears me down.
All I want is acceptance,
and to look pretty **** hot.

Oh how strange it is,
to remember how close we once were
I sometimes see things,
that make me think of you
But I must remember,
you're not there,
anymore.
My world collapsed when yours did.
But,
I'll still see things,
that remind me of you,
and still think of you,
And I text you when I do.
But I must remember,
you're no longer there,
to answer,
on the other end.

(I miss you, I miss you, I miss you.)
(I love you, I love you, I love you.)
(Always, always, always.)