you
You.
You lit up the world like no one else could.
Your.
Your smile was so contagious that it was hard not to smile back.
My.
My tears that you wiped away when I was little whenever I was sad. You always had a big heart.
I.
I was never ready to say goodbye, wasn't ready to let you go, wasn't ready to do our plan of me buying big macs from McDonalds and sitting by your grave.
We.
We always planned to do more, to go to more places, to make more memories.
Silence.
Silence is killing me as I remember all we did, as I am being suffocated by the instinct to hold my breath so I don't cry, so I can be strong for her
Will.
Will I ever see you again? People tell me you're somewhere better or you'll always be with me. But how do they know? All they do is believe. I wish I could too, but I can't believe you're not with me.
Be.
"Be strong," I tell myself. "She's strong," I told myself. "We're strong!" I believed.
The.
The day you left me, left us, left this world will always be the worst day ever because the world lost the best person on it.
Death.
Death is unavoidable I know, but I never thought the day would come so soon. You were doing so well, all you wanted to do was to come home.
Of.
Of the days I spent missing you, I hoped you knew that I love you… of the new days that follow today, I now hope you knew I loved you. There's no doubt you did, but I still hope.
Me.
Me and you spending time together will always be my favorite memories.
About this poem
a poem I wrote after my grandmother passed away
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Submitted by SSitterly on March 25, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | XXXXAXAXBC XXXBBXBXXXXXBC |
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Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,472 |
Words | 321 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 10, 14 |
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