Hopeless

A Poem by mila

Things didn't hit me
Until late that night.
You were leaving us.
There was no turning back now.
I cried because of you,
Because of mom,
Because of how hopeless I felt.
Dramatic, sure.
I was crying like a baby
And there was no point in
Trying to stop myself.
The second I wiped my face clean,
More tears fell down.
Nothing was going to change.
The decision was made.
You will be gone.