Missing You Poem about Friends

Poem About Best Friend Dying Without Saying Goodbye

My best friend died on my first day of school my sophomore year. It was very traumatic for me and my classmates. Our parents didn't seem to understand. I wrote this poem to help process the emotions I felt when my friend was torn from me so suddenly.

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My Best Friend Died

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Published: July 2015

My best friend has gone away
No more will we laugh and play
No more games and whispered secrets shared
No more comfort knowing she cared

My best friend is dead and gone
Never again to tag along
With me to the park or mall
Or have a sleepover or do anything at all

I wish that I could have said goodbye
Told her I would miss her; somehow I must try
I have so much left to say
I know! I will write my goodbye and send it her way

In a note written down, then sent by fire and flame,
In a bottle on the sea, or a gift by her grave
Or perhaps I will whisper it, and send it on a prayer
And imagine her reading it and knowing I care

My best friend has died, nothing that can change.
But at least now I have said goodbye
Farewell, dear friend; I will hold your memory in my heart
So as long as I live, we are never truly apart.

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  • by Safoora Azam
  • 11 months ago

Last week my best friend was in an accident, and she died on the spot. This news came as a shock to me in the early morning. I could not believe my ears. I reached the hospital and saw her lying down with no pulse, pale and cold.
When I read this poem, all the sweet memories, our fights, and our journey together just flashed back. I can't get over her. It seems so fresh, like she is still with me. Of course she is. She will remain in my thoughts, in my heart forever. Wish I could say goodbye, but why would I say that when she is alive in me, my thoughts, and my heart? R.I.P Krishna Lakshmi. Love you, miss you!

  • by Josh
  • 1 year ago

As I read this poem, memories of a close friend who was murdered 14 months ago came flooding back. I fell in love with this poem and sent it to his mother and sisters and posted it on the group his mom made for him on Facebook. If I keep coming across poems like this one, I have to send them to his mother. R.I.P Lil Josh "buggy the goon."

  • by Kat, Chicago
  • 2 years ago

It's never good to leave important words unsaid. I can feel the pain in this; it makes a lot of sense, based on my own experience. Hugs to the poet.

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