T. D. D. U. P.

I picked up my pencil;

Unaware of what I wanted to do.

I picked up my pencil,

Yearning to write a poem about you.

But I am left to wonder

What we could have been.

It’s too bad, though;

Because fantasizing just doesn’t feel the same.

We were expecting it;

I still remember how it happened,

And how I grew more restless

As the situation worsened.

I used to be so alone

Before your beautiful waves attacked me.

Looking back, though;

You made me so damn happy.

I tried my best

To get you to stay,

But your body refused

And you left me anyway.

Then time went by

And months felt like years;

Yet, I smiled whenever I saw you,

Holding back my tears.

And I still remember that dreadful day.

And the cheerful ringtone as I was called.

I already felt you drift away,

Knowing the inevitable could no longer be stalled.

At that instant, I took off.

Running through the rain;

Pacing faster as I prayed that I wouldn’t die in vain.

But even when I thought I did,

You showed me that I wasn’t dead.

That I wasn’t alone,

And it was all in my head.

I knew it was a lie,

But I still clutched your hand.

I just couldn’t say goodbye,

But you couldn’t even stand.

So I held on tightly,

Hoping that somehow we’d pull through.

Looking into what once shined so brightly,

As I muttered one last “I love you.”

Tears streamed down my cheek,

As you laid in such a terrible state.

We didn’t need to speak,

For we both knew your true fate.

We knew that that moment was our last,

The final gaze of your eyes on me,

As the cardiac monitor’s beeping went flat,

And I stared back into those of your now lifeless body.

-Till Death Do Us Part