The Last Day Poem by Deanza L. WalwynBowrin

The last day that I looked at you,
The last day those things remained the same
The last day we both were connected;
The last day, and I was to blame.

I couldn’t understand how this could happen to me
It was perfect, yet something went wrong,
And just like that, it all changed:
Just like that; you were gone.

We tried so hard to make things right,
tried so hard to forget the past;
I never got to tell you how I felt
I never tried to make that feeling last.

And then, - there are times when I sit and wonder
of what it could have really been;
And I imagine you smiling back at me
The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I should have never given up on you
I could have waited for you to realize.
I would have given anything for you;
But, I didn’t and now for that myself I despise.

And now I just lay in my bed at night, alone
just wanting to hear your voice for one last time.
Wanting you to make me your own
wishing again that you could be mine.

But now it’s the last day I’ll think about you
The last day, I’ll hear your name,
The last day, you’ll be with me
The last day, and I was to blame.