My Memoires Serving Me Some Use At Last

I knew this day would come,

I understood it'll be hard.

But to not care about our past,

At the time being told,

I just shrugged it off.

How cold was I?

Didn't I really care,

I lost my best friend,

The only one that shared,

My memories with her was the best.

To be able to hold her again,

To be able to love her that same,

She thought she was my sister,

She was,

And now that day has came to an end.

I didn't know how to take it,

At first I was mad,

Angry at the fact,

That I didn't take it like I should,

Be crushed within the news.

Then I grew cold inside,

Tears brought to my eyes,

I tried to wave goodbye,

But it was too late.

I remember, being in torment,

Screaming into my pillows,

Drowning myself in dormant.

I followed into hell,

Where I broke into a hundred vows,

Begging over through and through,

Was there anyway of getting back to you?

I closed my eyes, 

real tight.

Didn't peek that whole night,

Cradling my head in my arms.

I dreamt of her from the past,

My memories served me some use at last.

Author's Note

I had a close friend, I grew up with her (when I was 1, so was she) She lived up to the age of 14, four days before my birthday. I'm applaud by my reaction at the news. She was my dog and even know that might sound silly, to those that have dogs or a close pet, you'll understand. Love you Bonnie x x

Reviews

[Unloved_kitty]

R.I.P Bonnie =[
This is a beautiful and sad poem hun
~x~