"I can't wait for ten years.
I will finally have my life
Together."
The irony is repulsing
For your life was long together by then,
Because it was long over--
In one month, as a matter of fact,
Of you saying that;
Could you really not wait for ten years
When everyone but a few
Have forgotten you?
You don't cross their minds all the time,
That pain has healed from ****** wound
To infected scab to nasty scar to
A faint little mark
Barely visible
That is fading
More and more
Every
Single
Day,
Just like you.
I remember you, though,
Too clearly
For I was in that car
Lying next to you,
Lying,
Saying "It will be okay,
Help is coming"
And you passed so easily
And I stayed too easily
And your blood that covered me,
It won't wash away,
It's a stain
I see
Every
Single
Day,
Just like you.
Every time I close my eyes,
I remember a car ride one month before the last:
We were so done with school, relationships, part time jobs,
You grabbed my hand as I drove and smiled,
"I can't wait for ten years.
I will finally have my life
Together."
Ten years later,
I'm so sorry.