A Sad Song Poem by Kwenadi Gaaje

I'm no poet
And i know not the difference between metaphor or a personification.
For as much as i put ink on this blank pages,
pouring my heart on this poems.
thinking of that cold day at the park..

Me,you holding hands
I could hear your distant voice voice begging me not to let go of your hand
i remember how you used to say my hand kept you safe for days,
my prayer kept you alive for long,

Had i knew when you said "hold me one more time,laugh and dance in the rain with me, for tomorow is uncertain"
It was your goodbye line..

I'd have held you for long,
Run and dance to the rainlonger longer,
I'd have prayed for you before we l,
Asked God for an extra hour
Now you're gone,and I'm left eith your cracked laughter that u to make me smile.

How do i say Goodbye,
When i still need you in our tryst at the park?
I fear to fall in love with the sand they buried you on..
Buddy... i fear to fall for the idea of you not being in the park anymore..
How do i say"Goodbye" when istill have your image in the park but struggling to get the picture of you not being in our tryst?

Dear beloved Buddy..
i can't take it anymore.....