I'm Okay
I thought without him, I'd die
I thought only with him, could I fly
But as I wiped the tears from my eyes
It all came as a big surprise
I felt okay
The faucet behind my eyes cut off
I no longer dream of him holding me
I no longer hold him close to my heart
He is still a big part of my life
But in the end
He's no more than a friend
And I will never forget
The months we shared together
Birds of a feather
My broher forever
This poem is about:
Me