To You Poem by Ariadne Andromeda Dioscouri

I didn't mean it
I never really wanted you dead
The funeral already came and went
Everything's already been said
I didn't speak up
I didn't know if I could
Now you're six feet under
Buried in dirt, covered by wood
Would you have wanted me to tell them all?
Well, I didn't
And now I think of you at every mention of fall
Nothing over you now,
Nothing but rotting wood and moss
I've got nothing in my future
But to mourn for my loss
I could have said
Just a few little words
Had them carried to Heaven
By some sweet little birds
But I kept my mouth shut tight
Keeping my emotions
Out like a light
If I had let go,
It'd be a dead give away
And then,
What would everyone say?

But even after everything, I still love you, and miss you.
Yet, though I'm reduced to this,
Just leaving you a letter,
I hope you forgive me, too

Love always,
Me