by Connor Zimmerman ’20
Just when I turned towards you, I saw your face
With the tears gracefully gliding down your cheek.
You were smiling in your pain, trying to feign
I walked over and held you close, as I said:
“Smile now, don’t cry, ‘cause this is the first of the lasts.”
Going through the motions was something you could not stand.
The first time that we met as strangers in that dark room
You made me feel like I was the only person there.
Then, I could tell you would always care as you expressed:
“Don’t forget that I will always be there for you.”
Something that drew me to you was your contagious smile.
It was on display the second time we saw each other,
Though I will not forgive myself ‘cause I forgot your name.
You introduced me to everyone, as you shouted out:
“Get over here and come meet this amazing person.”
Oh, how the time has flown since I really got to know you truly.
We grew closer together than I could have ever imagined.
Our laughs, hopes, and fears all became exposed during our late-night talks.
I will always remember when I wrote you that note that whispered:
“Life is only measured by the connections that we make with others.”
I do not know if these words will be our end.
You must move on to the next stage in your life,
But I will always defend these memories
From the powerful forces of time and rage.
If we are close to our end, let us recall what you said in the last hour;
“One word will remain unspoken for we will never let it have power.”