Abigayle...♥ I
Abi was a happy girl, all pepped up and jolly.Contagious laughter all night long, not a minute was she folly.
Until, one day, she died her hair ebony, things began to change.
Her sense grew melancholy, and her life was rearranged.
Abi learned to hate her life, pasting smiles on her weary face.
Slit wrists and suicide attempts, seeked out friends to chase.
Mum and daddy warned me not to tread near her again,
Warning me that she would leave, and I would feel the pain.
But, I knew better, superior me, and I spent time with her.
Besides, she seemed fine to me, or so I was very sure.
Though, one night, I had come home sad, and came to her to vent.
But, when she didn't care to listen, I wondered what she meant.
From this experiance, I noticed more and mroe, how she didn't care for me.
I couldn't open up to her, so, I no longer wished for our friendship to be.
Months passed by, and we hardly spoke, clinging instead to our other friends.
Though, how was I supposed to know, it would soon be the end?
So, now I sit here, missing her, praying that she's near.
I should've payed her more attention, and kept her presence dear.
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