Sad Heart

Sad Heart

He says something,
She says something,
They all say something.
Expect me.

I sit alone.
Without others.
My friends laughing at a joke.
Which hearts worse.

They've all forgotten.
What it was like.
The way we found out.
Forgotten, by everyone....

But me.
I mourn over it everyday.
It's not the past.
It's the present, for me.

A arms around my shoulders.
I know who it is.
The same person day after day.
Always there.

Bryan.
"It's all right Alicia."
His words gave me no comfort.
I shrugged his arm off.

It wasn't his comfort, she wanted.
It was Matthew's.
But he was dead.
Dead for over a week.

I stand, trying not to cry.
It hurts too much.
"Matthew won't come back."
I run, not wanting to face the truth.

He was my brother,
My best friend.
I won't believe the truth.
I want to cry.

I stop and start shaking.
Arms hold me.
Bryon's arms.
I cry openly.

It's been too much.
"Shh, Alicia, it's alright."
His lips against my hair.
He love me, still.

"He promised me...."
I stutter out.
He strokes my hair.
"He did, didn't he?"

I nod, and sob louder.
It's not fair.
But Bryan understands.
He always does.

Taking my hand, he pulls to a bench.
"No more crying."
I nod, again.
"It'll pass," he murmurs in my hair.

And at the moment, I know it will.
Depression will pass.
Just like that pain.
It'll go.