She was always there for me,
she was like my sister.
She would love me for me,
and act like my mother.
She was perfect,
so I looked up to her.
She was pretty on the outside and inside,
and thus I envied her.
She knew things about me,
not even my real mother knew.
She would tell me bedtime stories,
and tuck me into bed before my curfew.
She seemed like a best friend,
yet like a nanny.
Always nagging me around,
because I know she loves me.
But the love I thought would never end,
came to an end one day.
When I returned from school,
to my dread, I found her dead.
I cried so hard,
and fought so badly.
Images and memories of her,
Won't fade away in my head.
I will never forget her,
and the words she said to me.
I promise her I would be okay
But I broke that promise already.
Up to this day,
she remains in my heart.
She was the only one that cared and understood,
sometimes I wish she were still here. |
