As I sit here against this tree
where we used to play and laugh
where we shined and blossomed
where we fell, and picked back up
to where we were before
to run faster
to better places
to get past the flames
of the holdings back of life itself
we laughed at the funny mistakes we both made
without hurting
where we raised and chased the dreams that we so long searched for
the tree showed us the way
to always come back home
to see what our day was
to see how our morning was
to see each other
together
to talk about anything
anything in the world...
there was never a reason to fight
so we never did
there was never a reason to yell
so we always talked calmly
even if we had to cry,
we could cry, on their shoulder
knowing they are always there for us
knowing that someday we can pick them up too
loving, sharing, and caring with all of our hearts
never giving up
until that one day...
I know you could not do anything
but neither could I...
and I felt like everything I had done, and believed in
was never true
that day...
the day I sat in the chair...
waiting...
knowing you would come back...
as the man came up to me,
I just hanging my head...
I ran off, crying
knowing I can no longer cry on your shoulder
knowing I’m now alone
because no one understood me,
and no one knew the me...
... that you knew...
now I sit here at this tree...
leaning against it...
wishing you were still here....
but I cant bring you back now
and I cant talk to you anymore
and I cant cry on your shoulder anymore
no more laughing
no more playing
no more smiling
just sadness and crying
even the tree seems as if it is dying
ill be waiting for you...