I won't cry.
If I cry,
It means that you really are dead.
If you really are dead,
I will never see you again.
And that is the one thing
I have to do
I want to see you again.
I want to see the smile on your face
When I walk in the room
I want to hear your laugh
I want you to give me your advice
About life
I want to hear your stories
About growing up
In the early 1900s
I want to say one last goodbye
One last time
I want to hear your voice
Saying it will be ok
I want your hugs
That wrapped me up
I want to see you
One last time
Because
I don't want to lose you
I can't cry
Because
That means
You really are dead
And that means I won't ever see you again
But
Someday,
I'm going to see you again.
Because
I
Never
Got
To
Say
Goodbye.
So here it is
Goodbye
I love you
How do I move on
YOU ARE READING
Inside that girl: things you never knew
PoetryJust some poetry I have written I will continue to add some to this. Some of it is about every time someone tried to break me others is when I was bullied. So I hope you like it.
