A Napkin full of Sorry

by Under-Empty-Smiles

The rain trickles down my spine as I a put an already soggy napkin in front of him. He doesn't respond. I laugh, of course he wouldn't. I read the poem in hopes that he understands. He doesn't, of course! It's all in memory of him...because I killed him.

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Here lies my best friend

Who gave me the reddest rose

But I threw it away thinking

I had lost of those

But how wrong I was

To let it all go to waste

Now I know

That very odd taste

Of being told about love

And how it seems to be

The way you act and feel around

That special somebody

Here lies my bestest friend

Who told me the bestest dreams

And gave me something to look for

Told me it's not always what it seems

I know now that he was right

But it's oh too late

I lost all hope in that light

And love is but a word

That plays tricks on me

So I told myself what he told us

'Let go. Let go and be free.'

Here lies my closest friend

Who gave me a red, red rose

But I threw it away thinking

I had lots of those…

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Made 4-15-07