I Still Try

Dear Readers,
Thank you for opening this poem. I would like to first say that I didn't write this poem. My friend wrote it. It's much better than mines, at least I personally believe so. I hope you like it! But all credit goes to my friend, Nico.
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Amy

Every day I think of you.

For a brief moment

a smile crosses my face.

My memories bring me happiness

but are soon replaced by sadness.

After all, you are gone.

You are gone.

So the happiness is gone.

Oh how I miss my best friend.

my mother

I wish so much you were here.

You loved me no matter what.

I mattered to someone.

I belonged to someone.

Do I now?

No.

I cry.

So I ask, are you still around?

Are you in the air I breath?

Are you proud of me?

Reach out

can you feel me?

Look

can you see my tears?

Listen

do you hear my fears?

My thoughts, my prayers?

I wish you were here.

Please stay near.

I'll ask for a sign

but get no reply.

I don't know why I try,

but I still try.