You Took Her

Death I hate you.

Although she’s supposed to be in a good place,

you stole my only source of happiness.

She was so happy.

I hope she still is.

I scrambled through her closet- it was exactly how it’s always been.

I screamed and threw her clothes.

How could you do this death?

She was so innocent

she loved with all she had and never hurt a soul.

But you took her.

I don't wish she was gone,

nor do i wish she was here.

I wish she was with me.

Losing a best friend is like losing yourself.

You're left with nothing but a

thump, thump, thump

in your chest that you wished would’ve stopped like hers did.

But you took her and not me

Now I have to live; for her.