Tomorrow I'm 21 If I Live
/I thought it might scare you,
To see me under the ice.
Make you remember you cared for me.
What would you do if I died?/
I wanted to write a poem from your point of view,
But I just couldn’t get into it,
Because I know longer no you
‘cause as we grew up together,
I thought that would be enough.
And then to see you succeed without me,
Well, it’s really quite too much.
Imagine who we could’ve become.
Can you imagine how we could have loved?
You said, “Come with me if you wanna live.”
But you said it while you weren’t
The girl I knew I could trust.
She doesn’t exist anymore.
You killed her, cut her out,
Knives I’ve come to terms with.
Tomorrow I’m 21 if I live
But how can you age if you’re not alive?
And then, how can you die? Lmao, I don’t know.
I’m still a teen, Young Blood at heart
An adult with broken mind.
And I’ve seen Stuck In Love about a hundred times
Drew a connection, to the point of religion,
Now I pray for the strength to wait for you.
Will you be my Jennifer Connelly?
Can you tell I’m sleepwalking now? And
If I should die before I see,
This all work out, it could, but I can’t possibly see how,
Just please, shhh, just promise me you won’t, if I die,
Please don’t let your love follow with me.
Quote from La Dispute’s “First Reactions After Falling Through The Ice.”
"Tomorrow I'm 21 If I Live," from Hypernostalgia - prose and poetry by Eli kampsin. Free download at KampSin.com/store. ♥