Missing You Poem about Friends

A poem about my friend through everything, you are so very missed.

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I was living in other country but I have to change the country with my parents. I have 2 years here I don't know the language nothing. Here I don't have real friends they have 2 faces but I have …

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© Gabi Abbott

Published: Jan 2012

Forever In My Heart

I miss your smile,
I miss your laugh,
I miss you,
and that happiness you always had.
But one day your smile had faded away,
I still remember how I felt that day,
Your warmth and comfort that was always near,
Your life and joy seamed to disappear.
You took your last breath,
To end your suffering,
If I said it hadn't affected me,
I'd just be bluffing.
If I could change everything,
You know I would,
I would change it for you,
I know I should.
But what if the sadness I had infected everyone else?
What if like a disease it spread all about?
Maybe I wouldn't do it,
It would just be greedy,
I'm sorry if I sound so desperate and needy,
You have to see this is hard for me to get through.
When every friend I had had was you.
You left me!
You forgot me!
Take me with you!
They say you're in a better place,
and someday I'll be there too.
I guess I'll wait for that someday,
I can't do this to someone else,
Put them through the pain,
That truly doesn't have any gain,
No matter what they say.
I want to scream,
I want to cry,
I have gotten to low points,
Where I just want to die.
But the sad tears are gone,
Now that the damage is done,
And all I can do is smile,
I can remember all of the fun,
The fun we had when it was just you and me.
I cry, but they're happy tears,
when I'm looking back on all of our memories.

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  • by Muniza
  • 10/5/2014

I was living in other country but I have to change the country with my parents. I have 2 years here I don't know the language nothing. Here I don't have real friends they have 2 faces but I have to wake up every day and go out smile like I'm happy everything it's fine but nothing its OK. I wish I could go back to my country my old school my friends I miss everything. Sometimes I feel like I changed I don't know who I'm anymore.

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  • by Kayla, South Africa
  • May 2012

I was in third grade. There was this new girl coming into my school. She was nice. But as the popular girls thought her as a... horrible girl, I didn't like her either. Then, one lunch I saw her sitting alone. I walked up to her and asked her, "Where are your friends?" she replied, "I don't know." I said, "Well why?" so she said, "Because I don't have any. Of course I knew the answers to those questions but I just wanted to make sure. Just then my heart dropped down and felt a horrible pain in my body. I felt very sad for her. So I said to her "Well, I'll be your friend." And since then we were BFF's. Then I had to leave for another country. I see her sometimes when I go and visit South Africa. But what breaks my heart is that still, after be being gone for 2 years she still has stayed strong with nobody liking her.

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