When you died,

I was broken, into pieces of you

That you had passed onto me.

I tried to cope for the longest time,

But without you I was left empty,

Like your car as it sat in the driveway for

3 years after your passing.

The sent me away.

Locked me up for half a year,

All because I wanted to be with you.

My lost love.

My hero.

You wouldn’t be proud of the stuff I have

Done since you left us,

I smoke, I drink,

I slept with boys just to feel some thing,

I hurt myself.

Badly hurt myself.

Mum found me on our bathroom floor,

Unconscious and full of pills.

Not enough to kill me,

But enough to render me on the verge.

You were my light,

Without you all I had was darkness.

I hate cancer.

Why did it have to take you from me?

I needed you!

I struggled for 3 years before I couldn’t cope

Any longer.

Nobody listened to me.

I cried for help, but the only person who

Ever heard me, was gone now.

We still get mail for you sometimes.

Just rubbish that you would’ve thrown away anyway, but I do keep them.

I found a boy.

I think you would like him.

He is tall and kind,

He has beautiful eyes and he cares about me.

I think that’s all you would care about.

I am safe with him, just like I was with you.

I hope they have all your favourite things up there,

I still buy your favourite sweets for you at Christmas,

I leave them at the graveyard for you.

I like to think that you come and get them when I leave but,

I know you’re gone.

I miss you.

I hope you miss me.