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Dec 2013
I tear up because there's nothing left.
Besides dirt on my jeans and memories fading.
Thoughtful mornings and aching nights.
Why did I do this?
I could have saved you.
You'd still be here with me.
Why didn't I do anything?
Why did I not care and just leave you be?
We could have enjoyed a couple more days in a nice park. Instead I forgot about you and now you're gone.
I hope ur thinking of me or looking out for me.
You were everything; I can't express.
Just help me one more time. Answer these questions.
Victor
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Victor  San Diego , CA
(San Diego , CA)   
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