Until He Didn't Anymore

Until he didn't anymore....

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And it's homecoming

It feels like excitement. 

We were decorating our homeroom door

Which I always thought was so

stupid

There was this guy

He was supposed to be a nice guy

He stuck up for bullied kids

and he probably kissed babies 

and rescued kittens too

But

He kept messing with my stuff

I'd already asked him to quit

twice

I'd had enough

So I told him off

Well he quit

Next Monday, he was dead...

...suicide

I doubt he ever though about our interaction 

But I did

I didn't really mean anything to him 

We had never talked

But he sat in front of me

Until 

One day

he didn't anymore

Author's Note

feedback?

Reviews

[Olivia Danielle]

This was a very sad and toughing poem, I'm glad you shared. We sometimes forget that anything can happen and people that we get so used to can be gone the next day.

[Nolo Segundo]

I think you're onto something here and it would be worth developing, perhaps 'deepening'.

[Edie Blue Starfish]

You never really know what someone is facing until after they're gone.

[Broken Soul]

If only he knew he is still remembered. Sad write, but good to see you writing again.

[Chris]

Quite the story told...felt real.

[KCthelastboyscout]

I don't know. I would have made it just one paragraph instead of separate lines. Sorrowful story though.Soubds like this was written with personal experience. Life is a journey not all of it is good