Saturday, February 10, 2007

This is a poem I wrote a few months ago. I read it today and decided to post it... A lonely girl with a Make a Wish- Only requested one last kiss- To give to the boy of her choice- To tell him she loved him, to use her voice- To let him know how much she really did care- To let him know how she longed to be there- When he told her he loved her more than life- On the day they planned to become husband and wife- But she knew the day could never come- So she spilled her sixteen years worth of wisdom- Telling him, "I love you more than you'll ever know- Hold on to the memories, and never let them go- But let my love remain like a hand print on your heart- It will be with you forever like my own work of art- I've lost my strength and I can't fight anymore- But maybe I've made a difference in finding the cure- No one can mend a shattered heart as hard as they try -But think of me always in my new home in the sky- And maybe we can reduce the pain to no more than a scar- Since I'll be with you always, even when my presence feels afar- I'll love you for more than forever and a day- And I want to say goodbye in my own speical way- So I'll just have to let you know now," she said with a beam- "That things can never be as bad as they may seem- I don't want to leave you, I don't want to say goodbye- But we know it's coming...that I'm going to die- So while I still have time I'll just get to the point of it all- Since this whole time I've been off the subject, trying to stall- What you really should know is that life and death are normal things- That keep us all busy, temporariry time and space fillings- So, now that the sickness is taking me down, and I'm letting go- The reason I'm fighting is you, I could have given up a long time ago- But I only want to make you happy, and make you proud."- Her voice was hoarse and quiet, she was hardly speaking outloud- So, he replied to her words swallowing back threatening tears- And told her "I've always been proud of you, don't you use your ears?- I could never, never forget about you, no matter how hard I tried- But please, you have to keep on fighting," he said as he sighed- That summer he stood at the grave of a woman he planned to wed- His favorite memories of her running through his head- Like the message she sent him such a long, long time ago- Keep the memories, even if you have to let the one you love go

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