Meraki | A poem collection

him.

"Was he just a friend?",
They used to ask me from time to time.

I used to have trouble answering to that,
because he was never just a friend for me.
He was an angel, helping me discover myself,
a blessing, that reached out to me at my worst.

But at the end,
I failed to realize that he was suffering all along,
that in the midst of making sure I was doing well,
he forgot about himself.

And even though I tried my best to make him feel better,
I couldn't.
and as my greedy self sobbed, he left,
not just me, but this world.

"Was he just a friend?",
They asked again,

"No." I say, trying my best to stay strong,
though my heart breaks and tears well at every thought of his.

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^always make sure to take time for yourself, even while helping others.^
^you matter in this world!^

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this kept replaying in my head while revising, so i quickly typed it out cause it was being a huge distraction. hope you're all doing well!