Falling (to my death) For You

O sad little poem about how I fell for my best friend, and came back as a ghost, forever to haunt the lonely graveyard.

I hid around the corner

as she asked him.

He nodded happily,

oblivious to my pain.

Who was he?

A no one,

a stranger,

and what does she do?

She breaks my heart.

I liked her for years,

but knew her for life.

She is my obvious friend,

and my secret crush.

She skipped back happily,

my presence blotted out

by her sheer glee.

I walked slowly back to class,

my heart fading

into oblivion.

What now...?

 

I looked down

out of my window.

The ten floor apartment

seperating me and the ground.

I saw a happy couple,

the one that broke me.

She was walking with him,

grinning happily.

He was chatting happily,

oblivious to his luck.

I didn't mean to lean so far out,

it just happened.

The last thing I saw was the lights

of the city

a blur of deathly streamers.

I hit the sidewalk hard,

a loud CRACK!

I never felt it,

my conscious went black.

It took her a second to resond,

looking at my body.

She screamed in horror,

he in fear.

My eyes still soked

with tears.

 

My lifeless body

was taken by car.

To a funeral home,

for my final dressings.

 

The service was short,

her crying was loud,

but she was comforted

by that guy.

I sat on a tombstone,

watching her sadly.

I was nothing now,

just a spirit.

I watched my body,

lowered into the soil,

never again to wake.

This was torture.

 

As she left,

I stepped in front of her,

one last touch.

She passed through me,

and gasped.

She shivered for a moment,

looking sad.

She knew I was there,

she could tell.

She started crying again,

knowing that she would

have to live without me now.

 

I sat on that rock for eternity,

watching the world die.

But I wouldn't ever see

her again, I knew.

 She wasn't a ghost,

she had moved on.

I sat on that cold, grey rock,

numb.

Author's Note

This is a pretty deep one...