Departed
You are gone my dear friend.
How can I say good-bye?
I never had the chance to say what I wanted to say,
We can never take walks again,
We can never talk,
I feel a part of me is ripped out, never to be seen.
Thee only things I have are of the past,
Memories of times in which we are together.
For it is those that I cherish.
For that, mortality can never take away love.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
