The Loss
you woke up from a dream that felt too untrue
because it was a feeling that was too farnew for you
you hopped out of your cherry red bed
and out to do things you had to attend to
you walked to school with weight on your shoulders
the ones that on a bad day,
your best friend would smoulder
you thought of them almost every hour
and just how their loving smile gave you endless willpower
despite how much you thought you were strong
that morning, the walk suddenly felt so long
and even though you tried to shake it off
you felt your body was telling you something was wrong
and you arrived to school like every day again
the only place you could not complain
as your best friend made it tolerable
and only because they were so adorable.
but as you got closer to the door,
your gut started feeling extremely horrible.
when you arrived to the school cafeteria,
you saw that there was nobody in your usual morning area,
the exact same place where your best friend and crew would sit
and kicked out anyone who seemed unfit
you patiently waited for your best friend as the rest of the crew kept coming
and to see you, everyone was shocked
as you sat there in denial, nervously humming
they all sat and ate, but nobody talked
and you expected someone to mumble at least a word like they always would,
but today, nobody really could.
the pain at your stomach was now excruciating
but you sat there, just hesitating
to realize something that would be far too debilitating
because as it is, you were already nauseating
you left the table to see if the feeling in your gut was true
and ran out the door.
as you went out, you saw your worst enemy kneeling on the floor
it was your partner-in-crime’s ex-best friend with a face full of tears, crying so blue
and only after you saw them, it began to go through
and every happy moment you spent with them
went through your head again and again
as your best friend was a half of you
the only person you loved talking to
the only person you didn’t mind running into
the only person who ever saw your point of view
the only person whose friendship was more than enough to make do,
the only person who made you enjoy everything you went through,
and the only person who gave you a reason to live, too.
but now they were gone, and your dream was completely real
their passing left you with a wound that will never heal
turning your life into something with no type of appeal
tears pour down your face as you fail to conceal.
the loss of your best friend felt too untrue
because it was a feeling that was too far new for you
you hoped that you were with them, also dead
but like you, we’re all condemned to live a sad life
without the people we love instead