I Miss You
I just wish for one last chance with you.
If I could just explain to you now.
If you just explained how it hurt you.
I would’ve stopped you some how.
I miss being next to you.
I miss the theater and your promise too.
I miss our times, laughing and playing.
And don’t forget no school reminiscing.
People stare and ask questions all about you.
For all they know is you died by the wrists.
Though I could read your journal too.
I wish you were there for my very first kiss.
Dylan, my friend is from the big city.
The place where we dreamed of driving to one day
I’m asking this now while I know you might answer.
Did you really love Jayson or was that just for fun.
I hope your having fun up there in Hevan.
Please don’t forget the lives that you’ve ruined.
My poem is about everything Caitlin learns throughout the story that leads her to know why. She learns why Ingrid did it, why she lied so much, why she did what she did and if she had fun whiling doing it. She tells Ingrid about all the people staring at her and how much they bug her to know the answer she doesn’t know yet.