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Jan 2014
Counting down the final days you may have
I think back to the times we spent together
Those few times where we just sat and laughed
To the time when I sent a surprise birthday letter
Not many memories can be reminisced in my mind
Due to the little time we spent together, before you left
I wish that I can put those few memories on rewind
The future memories taken, unwanted theft
I then fast forward to the times we could spend
But those times may never come, be always gone
But I’m currently doing something I sure don’t recommend
That is, the dying days left, to create your final countdown
Having 1-7 months left for my girlfriend to live, I'm doing something I shouldn't really do... Countdown the final days... I push these thoughts to the back of my mind but when I get bored, lonely, or just am not in the best mood, these thoughts attack my already aching mind. She's too young to pass away... and I'm scared... :(
Brett W
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