Dear Bryn Poem by Abbie Rose

I should have told you this,
I would have told you this,
But now that you are gone
Its easy to see:
How much you mean to me.

Every morning when i rise i put on my disguise,
A disguise to cover my tears,
My tears of grief and loss
I try to mask my pain,
But it its crystal clear:
I cant go on like this!

I have decided to join you
Up in the sky to watch the world go by
Or down below listening to anguished cries
Anything is better than this,
Because your gone
And now so will i