26th July
You left on the 26th.you left before I got back from school, they said you'd be back in a day or two. I was way too naive, or too optimistic or maybe I didn't get how dire the situation was , but You left before I could say goodbye , you left before I could hug you, you left before I got to know you. You left before you got to know me. You left before I could show you the card I Made for you ,to get better, maybe that would have held you back. You left before I could figure you out ,before I could ask you what your favourite colour is or what your favourite cuisine is, but I know you knew I loved blue and I'd drool over whatever you'd feed me. you left before playing the last game of Sharades you'd promised me. You left me to pick up the fragments of memories I didn't have the traces of so I had to pick up all the pieces others would leave. I got so used to other people's stories of how amazing you were I started feeling like I saw you be your amazing self but I was too small. Though I saw you on that bed , lying awake and thinking. Too sick to walk, or talk. Too sick to get angry, happy or sad. So dependent on people that you let a 14 year old feed you. But I asked you what you were thinking of, you said I was too young to understand. Maybe I was. Maybe I want to go back and say Please tell me what's on your mind. Maybe I want to go back and say sorry. Sorry I never got to know you. Sorry I never got to say I love you. But I'm not sorry that I miss you.










