Don�t Go, Just Don�t

Don�t Go, Just Don�t

A Poem by Arianne

 

      
It makes me sad when you say you want to go
Thinkin' of all the good times we've shared
The secrets I have told you and only you
Because I can trust you and you can trust me
But I am sorry what has happened to you, over the years, from child to now,
Sorry that whatever I can do won’t change anythin'
Sorry that there is nothin' I can do
Though I know you want to leave,
To put this all behind you,
To forget everything you remember
I know I have told you many times before,
Don't leave,
Don't go
Because I know you wont tell me where you’re goin',
That you will leave you cell phone
So I cant contact you
And so you can't contact me
But I have been thinkin'
If you want to go,
Disappear
Then you should
Its what you want
It's not my life to live
It’s yours
I will terribly miss you
Not havin' someone there to talk to
To ask to come over every day of the week
No I will be sittin' in a chair,
thinkin'
"Where is she
What is she doin'
Is she lost
Is she ok
Is she hurt
Safe"
But I wont know
Because you will leave us all behind
Like a forgotten memory
You will remember it, 
But you really don't want to
I really don't want you to go
I will miss you in so many ways
You were like a sister to me
But if that’s what you think will make you happy
And what’s right
Then go for it
But please
Please,
Promise me
That you will never
Ever
Forget me
Sure you can lock your thoughts of me in the back of your mind
But always remember me
Remember I am always here for you
No matter what

© 2008 Arianne


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It makes me feel, remember, hurt. Aa good poem ,but I don't like it because it reminds me of someone. damn good job.

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