Untitled This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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I see you

Sitting there beside me,

Talking softly to me.

You seem as clear as day,

More real than anything.

If only

It were really you,

You who never will again

Speak to me

Or be near me.

My wishing

Cannot make it you

Who stands beside me, talking.

For you will never stand

Or sit, or run, or play,

Or talk, or eat, or anything

Ever again.

I will never see you again,

But I will never forget you;

I couldn't.

To me,

You will always be there

At my side

And in my heart.


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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