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walden freemanwalden freeman Posts: 511
edited October 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
all that time spent on your couch watching movies and play fighting and tickling. how we teared up for eduard delacroix and john coffey and how tears soaked my pillow the night before they soaked my sleeve next to everyone else soaking their sleeves in the church. lips quivering eyes watering heads nodding no. sad speeches from friends. everyone looking at the floor dressed in black. the black umbrellas outside in the freezing temperatures. everyone said they wished they could be more like you but i saw white breath coming from everyone but you.

we all knew you differently. to me, you were always afraid and always scarred by that time up at school. don't worry, the secrets you and i had are safe. everyone says you're in a better place. if my memories and my dreams are a better place, then they're right. i wish i could believe in god and angels and heaven and i wish that made it right and i wish you were there. to be honest, i'm not over it and i will always get choked up when i think about your smile and long drives with music playing and us holding hands. you were a great friend. i loved you and i love you.

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