I Accept This
On Saturday I get a text
'Sorry' it says, 'I'm sorry'
It is confusing, but I get
No answer when I ask
It's a mistake, I tell myself
And I accept this
On Monday, she does not come
So I send a new text
'Are you here?' I ask
'Sick,' she says, 'sick'
And I accept this
On Tuesday I text again
No response
I get worried, so
I text her mom
'In the hospital,' she says
'No phones allowed,' she says
And I accept this
On Wednesday night
I am summoned by my mom
'She's sick,' she says
'She tried to hurt herself,'
Tears fill my eyes, she pats my arm
'It'll be fine,' she says
And I accept this
On Thursday night, my mom talks
'You didn't ask how'
'Do you want to know?'
I nod, too many questions
Filling my brain, stealing my sleep
'Pills,' she said, 'a whole bottle'
I cry again, she rubs my back
And I accept this
On Friday in school
I write a letter to her
'Why?' I ask
Sad, confused, and mad
' Is there anything I could've done?'
I put in a brave face
Tell others I'm fine
And they accept this
On Friday night, Micah comes
'Have you heard from her?' she asks
'You said she had stomach flu'
I break down, I cry
I tell her the truth
And she accepts this
On Monday I text her mom
'May I send a letter?'
'Yes, we are home,' she says
'Is she okay?'
'She'll be fine, talk when she's ready'
And I accept this
On Tuesday, she texts
She sends a meme
It makes me laugh
'How are you?' she asks
'Good,' I say, 'And you?'
'Better'
And I accept this
On Wednesday, a day with storm
She calls as I eat spaghetti
'I got your letter,' she says
'I'm sorry I made you cry'
Tears fill my eyes, despite her words
She sounds strong
I tell myself, she will be okay
And I accept this
On Wednesday, as we talk
She tells me everything
'I'm getting help,' she says
'No more tears,' she says
'I will not hear you cry again'
I nod, though she cannot see it
And I accept this
It is Thursday today
I sit in class, I write this piece
My best friend is alive
She will talk to me now
We still have a future
I will not give up on her
Accept this