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Mar 2019 · 69
words cannot describe it
Kenna Soppe Mar 2019
words cannot describe what i feel for you
like how i long for your touch
your hands around my waist,
your lips on mine,
my arms around you,
you will never know how much i want that

words cannot describe how many times i've wished
on the stars and on my sky
for you to be mine
but watching the sky fade
and the moon fall one last time
and the sun to never rise again
i wanted you
but just like the moon and the sun
i will never rise again
Kenna Soppe Mar 2019
Everyday she walked past the same park
She saw him standing under the same
Cherry blossom tree
She wanted to go up to him;
To have the courage to say something to him,
But she just walked away.

She knew he would never notice her
But then why did she so desperately want him?
What made her drawn to him?
His curly blonde hair?
His deep sea blue eyes?
She didn’t know
All she knew is that one day he would be hers
And then they would grow old together

He saw her everyday
He wanted her, but he never had the chance to talk to her
His life was crumpling before his eyes
All he wanted to do was escape from this prison;
Called life
He just wanted to be free from  his misery
He just wanted to be free

But when he saw her
His worries went away
He thought about everything they could do
If only he could talk to her
He would tell her three simple words every single day
I love you

She walked past the cherry blossom one day
And walked up to him with her head down low
He saw her walking towards her
He became weak in the knees
As he straightened himself up
He took a deep breath
She held her breath as she managed to let out a small hi
They talked all day and all night
They didn’t want to lose what they had

He asked her to go out for a while
Realizing he was happier than ever
He didn’t want any of this to end
But life was weighing on him like a rock
And he was sinking like a stone
He couldn’t take it anymore
He wanted to be free

She noticed something was wrong
But didn’t want to ask
If the news was bad,
Then it may be her fault

He could tell what she thought
He didn’t want her to think that way
He held her tighter than ever
Knowing that this is the last time he will hold her
He said didn’t say goodbye that night
He just ended it all

She woke up and walked past the same cherry blossom tree
She wanted to hold him tightly and to ask what was wrong
But he wasn’t there
She looked around
Wanted to find him,
To see him
She ended up walking to his house
The police were outside
Her thought everywhere
She couldn’t believe it
When she saw his body being wheeled out
And into an ambulance

She realized what happened
And ran home
She couldn’t believe she did this
She was blaming herself for what happened
He didn’t say I love you
He didn’t even say goodbye
He broke up with her by killing himself
She cried all night and day

She went to his funeral
She cried by his body
She cried when he was buried
She cried when she got home
She cried forever

He saw her from heaven
And realized what he did
He wanted to give her a sign
That it wasn’t her fault
But he couldn’t think of anything
Then he remembered
That cherry blossom tree

The next day
When she walked through the park
The cherry blossom tree was dead
But a single petal fell at her feet
She smiled and picked it up
She kept it next to her
As a reminder
Of him
And how much she loved him
Mar 2019 · 64
the only things i know
Kenna Soppe Mar 2019
i don’t know a lot of things
sometimes it feels like i don’t know anything
but then i think about it
i know a lot of things
i know what the scars on my arms
and on my legs
and on my stomach
i know why they are there
i know why i deserved it
i know what i’ve cause others
i know a lot about that
maybe that’s all i know

but i do know something else
i know what it would be like if i left
who would be happy
and who would be sad
the happy list outnumbers the sad

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