Sorry Abby

There's this little girl named Abby..
She smiles and glows and usually shows
she's happy
likes to always be on her feet
Always willing to show everyone she's really lovely
Dear Abby I know your sorrow
even that glows
She needs something.. or someone
there's just something missing ...
maybe it's her friend
he died and it wasn't long before she died too...
There were words that didn't come out her mouth
After that day past through
It was cold
but summer kept her warm
therefore she didn't notice
but she knew that day was different
the walk to the park
the blue lights that took part
of that moment
that instant when she received what was initially hers
how can you return what was so humbly given
it was wrapped up and secretly said
"Thank you but this is no longer instilled in me"
It was a moment of silence
but so much was said
if we were together I won't let you get out of bed
I'd keep you can I keep you?
But there was nothing that can keep you
He died that day the moment they walked away
She knew but denied it
She keep wanting to fight it ...
like he promised he would
he wrote it over and over and soon she understood
maybe just maybe Abby he meant it ..
he meant it when he said it ...
now the writing on the wall is different
it's written in cold black ink ...
it was repeated that day.. over and over
as he walked away ...
she walked too..
didn't look back but stumbling as she stood..
in front of her door she opened something she knew
a new beginning a new forth coming
I love you Abby
Don't be angry
It's not your fault
so what if you have faults ...
Abby God knows what he do..

That night
she put together a puzzle and even that was missing a piece
it was her heart she was building..
She frowned
she sighed but not one tear collided
Did he hear me?
Abby wondered and wondered
if her prayers had been answered...
she begged and teared for what seemed like a year
it was only a week.. but that week she didn't sleep
she cried and cried and looked out the window
she cried and cried and prayed as she smoked ..
those cigarettes made her feel like her soul was clogged with smoke
he had to hear you Abby
you had asked not to be
he heard you and complied to what seemed like a plead
he took any emotional feeling that you had ever been granted
she cried and cried the week before they parted...
I'm sorry Abby
not because you don't feel any more
but because you won't know what is to love
That's for sure...