December
january, noah's funeral.
february, this shouldn't have happened.
march, it's all my fault.
april, i should have talked to him more.
may, take a deep breath.
june, i miss him.
july, things are getting worse.
august, happy birthday noah.
september, when's my funeral?
october, take a deep breth.
november, it'll get better.
december, i miss him.
This poem is about:
Me