Trevor Nienhuser
Cloey Nienhuser 1998 (Bartlesville, ok)
You said you would always save me as long as l didn't jump in front of a train.
Little did I know the last rides always free.
I married you, & thought now is this my saving' grace?
That train of thought lost its tracks fast.
As I realized, we will never stop living in the past.
I have just one last thing to ask,
Where the f*ck are you,
when i am so goddamn alone?
Not even a phone call to reach out to you.
But you can call me when you have the time.
I'm losing my ever loving fucking mind.
Without my best friend,
I'm truly nothing.
We spent a lot of time doing nothing,
& had the greatest time.
I miss you so freaking god damn bad.
I just wanna wrap my arms around you & forget about life.
Just one more selfish time.
I don't wanna feel anymore.
I never thought love could hurt so bad.
We hurt each other & even though you're not here,
my heart feels like it's still breaking more with each day away.
I don't think I could ever love anyone like I do you.
We hate to be around each other,
But I don't know how much longer I can bare to stay away.
I need my best friend to come put me to bed every night, never having to fall asleep or wake up alone ever again.
Until I get to go home.
I think that's what I miss the most.
About this poem
I'm always with you.
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Written on March 26, 2023
Submitted by cloe1andonly on March 26, 2023
Modified on April 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,225 |
Words | 280 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 28 |
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