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Today feels unreal.
I can’t believe we are not part
Of the same world anymore.
I never thought that the last time we talked
Would be the last time we ever talked.

The first memory that popped onto my head;
Those Saturday mornings at the Burges football field.
When we would just play football all day.
No rules, just us doing stupid shit.

I remember how when I told you
How I felt unhappy with my body
You motivated me to lose weight.
You told me that if you were able to do it:
That I could too.

You were an amazing human being.
Always so positive.
I wish I had the chance to talk to you
One last time.

May you Rest in Peace
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You will forever live in our hearts.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: something that I learned this week, never take anyone for granted because you never know when their last day will be. you will regret it, trust me.

Review Request Direction: How was my language use?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)

Editing Stage: Not actively editing

About the Author

Country/Region: Texas

Favorite Poets: Logic (rapper)

Comments

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There are two reasons.
Grief is hard, so hard, it never lessens, in a way we don't want it to, as though letting go of the grief is like letting go of the lost one. There is nothing anyone can say that helps. Your pain is palpable.

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