More poems by Neche_Girl8

Strong

What is strong?

To you it could be anything,

To me it was him.

His last few days he tried his best, to not looked painfilled on his bed.

He smiled so I smiled to, through the tears I laughed with you.

A stab through our hearts, was ignored so we wouldn't be apart.

Laughful memories are what you made with me, laughful memories are now all I see.

When you were younge you may have been strong, but that was different then what we now saw.

Forever now we are all waiting for the day, when we could see your face smiling away.
Poem by Neche_Girl8