Today it my bestfriends birthday .
I'm gone visit her later and we're gonna talk al night.
sometimes people give me wierd stares , finding it wierd that I talk to her al day,
but that what friends do right.
It's almost time I should go now , should be on my way.
I take her present and get in my car.
an half hour later I'm there , I looked at her from a far .
with roses in my hand I sit down on the soft grass, next to her grave I talk to her about how it been and she tells me how it is up there, meanwhile we let the time pass.
it gets dark but we don't care , then she said she needs to go back up there.
I let a few tears slip , but I didn't want to put her on the guilt trip.
so I said " see you next week".
and she gave me a kiss on the cheek.
with that she flies away,
and I still think of her the next day.
YOU ARE READING
words inside my head
Poetrythis is my poems book, some are dark some are happy and some are hope .just poems made by me