Maybe She Died
By: Daniel Snyder
Maybe she died
That could be the reason
Nothing from her
Seems like it’s been a season.
We were together
At least once a week
Disappeared later
Maybe cold feet?
I wish I knew why
Then again, no
It’s okay, life’s a mystery
Time to let go.
She planted a future
A seed that grew strong
She’d be my long time
I would be wrong.
“We’re perfect together.”
To that, she agreed
Wore our hearts on our sleeves.
In us I believed.
Maybe she died
I hope it’s not true
I’m missing her face and her eyes
Sparkling blue.
Don’t want to be sad
The feeling is there
Meant something to me
Took a chance, finally dared.
Maybe she died
The talking sure did
When we were together
I felt like a kid.
We went into space
Or something like that
Saving the galaxy
Having a laugh.
Was Distressed.
I digress.
I’m more-so confused
Must accept why
For now, one thing I can is
maybe she died.
Crossed her path yesterday,
The sadness is over.
Turns out she’s alive but was living hungover.
This is usually the part where I’m supposed to promote myself. I’m just glad this found you because I believe, for whatever reason, it was meant to. If you’d like to check out my other work, follow, comment, or share, that’s entirely up to you. I promise we can still be friends either way :) Thank you for taking the time to read this, and I hope you enjoyed my words!
Daniel Snyder
“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.”
— Benjamin Franklin
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