My heart aches
for who knew;
who knew it was you?
It was the jolly, caring mentor,
It was the happy, kind teacher,
Who decided her end,
By her own terms.
I wish none of this is real,
But reality is just so cruel.
I missed my opportunity
to have you alive with me.
Now my heart is hollow;
Your death is a pill I can't swallow.
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 11:26 AM UTC
My heart aches
for who knew;
who knew it was you?
It was the jolly, caring mentor,
It was the happy, kind teacher,
Who decided her end,
By her own terms.
I wish none of this is real,
But reality is just so cruel.
I missed my opportunity
to have you alive with me.
Now my heart is hollow;
Your death is a pill I can't swallow.