by ~*love me not*~ Oct 21, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
He was there. Sitting behind me. never really noticed him. Turned around. He made me laugh. Not a lot of strangers can do that. Met him in middle school. He was pretty tall for a 12 year old. 6 feet 1 inch. Me 5 feet 7 inch. Looked him in the eye. He had the deepest blue eyes. Curly brown hair. Flirted with me. I flirted back. Grew up. High school. went steady. College. Graduated. On his way to dinner. Going to purpose to me. Winter. Ice on the roads. Drunk man in a truck. Ran a red light. Crash. Doctors frantic. Never showed up for dinner. Not like him. Call on my cell phone. Theres no good way to tell someone that the man they were in love with, had a future with, was killed for someone else\'s mistake. He can\'t come back. Never will. But he will live on in my heart. |
by roselly
Wow! i went through something so similar only that the guy was my bestfriend & i was da one to find him stabbed to death in his own house. i kno exactly how you feel cuz i loved him so much. |
by Lady Nik
That's so sad and i'm really sry that happened to you. but nice poem shanik |