As We Fell

We could have been more.

Tell me your story, and I might share with you mine
Can we hope to understand each other in time
Or maybe we'll just let this fall through the floor
And not care about each other anymore

Do you think about me as much as I do you
And yet I never dare approach you
I don't think we would be good as friends
Because things like these usually end

Now I sit next to you and smile
It looks like we'll be friends for a while
Until a year comes and goes
And you become like all my foes

I pass you and we still joke
But I feel as if we're separated by smoke
Now I cry for what might have been
Who knew life could be so thin

So tell me your story, and I might share with you mine
Maybe you'll think of me differently if we just had time
Or maybe your life will fall through the floor
And you won't be able to care anymore

Author's Note

This was written for a friend of mine who died last year. In seventh grade, we were good friends, but in eighth we were in different classes and drifted apart. The end of that summer, she died. It affected me on a level I don't understand and never will.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Maybe your life will fall through the floor
and you won't be able to care anymore.
Nicely written.

[SimplyLove50]

That's a really beautiful poem.

[Ralphy]

This poem is excellent in both pose and grace. It flows through to the very last word of the last stanza and had me pondering. I took it as friends, becoming lovers then losing touch. But when I read your notes, tears formed in my eyes. All kinds of emotions just at me and just crushed me heart. Such emotion, such a lost a young age, and to still not understand why you drifted apart oh my M, I would never had know.
I love the way you rhyme in this poem�the poem sounds wonderful. Nice write.