i didn't think
that wednesday
would be
the last day
i'd see you.
the last thing
i said
to you was,
"so see you
some other
time?"
the last thing
you said
to me was,
"yes."
but that never
came true.
or at least
in the way
i expected.
because here i am
now,
at your grave,
missing you
and wishing this
was all just
a bad dream.
Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 12:03 PM UTC
i didn't think
that wednesday
would be
the last day
i'd see you.
the last thing
i said
to you was,
"so see you
some other
time?"
the last thing
you said
to me was,
"yes."
but that never
came true.
or at least
in the way
i expected.
because here i am
now,
at your grave,
missing you
and wishing this
was all just
a bad dream.
wrote this for my cousin, johnny, who died from an alcohol overdose at the tender age of eighteen. you will be forever missed. LLJG
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