Wooooo. Well, whatever there was going on with that dippy and I, it is over. They really called the cops, and the cop just told them to go back home and sort it out themselves. :D

THANK YOU OFFICER D.

Anyways. An old new piece:

No matter the turn of events
No matter the situation
They stuck through it all
Even through the complications.
I've always questioned their feelings for me
I've never thought that I changed
But apparently I have
Because now I can brighten their day.
I always thought I brought them down
But I see that I make them smile
I can manipulate the air around
And make our times worthwhile.

_____

A nice contrast to what has been going on lately. :D

That last one sounded like the lyrics to a song. Oh, and 'manipulate the air around' was an incredible phrase. It leads up to a lot of other really interesting thoughts and it kind of hints at the possibility of you being a superhero.

Or a rapper. It does sound like a rap lyric.

I actually disliked that line, but still used it lol.

Anyways, update:

A picnic on a diving board
Eating all the food
That we could afford
Simple dining
While the sun was shining
Is it possible
That our hearts were aligning?
You're here now
Here for me
I want to understand
What do you see?
It is more of an investigation
Because people run
When they see my reputation.
I love it that you stick around
You know what to say
It is so profound
I thought I would drive you away
And I tried very hard
But the evil I do
You just disregard.

A picnic on the diving board
I don't deserve you as a reward.

Tell me Moon, how does one commence a picnic on said diving board?

Overall the flow is generally even and the rhyming is well put together. Only critique is that the punctuation is a little off throughout the entire poem, and that tend to affect its rhythm. Aside from that minor detail it's well done and I enjoyed it's simplicity in theme.

Well you sit on one end, and the other person sits on the other end, facing you, then you splash the food between the two of you. :D

Yeah no , . , . , . , . thing or anything. Danke wolfie.

Walking out to war
The new feel of those
Shiny hard helmets
Gotta have dry socks
Have to blend in

A bomb goes off
In the distance
Men go down
My brother
Along with them
They held me back
From saving you
They kept me from
From keeping you alive
Why did it have to be you
And not I?

Our parents will never see you again
Never hear your laugh
Just the memories.
The good were few
The bad were many
I should of changed that
I could've.

But I didn't.

It is my fault
And I know you would say otherwise
But I was supposed to be in your squad,
Your place.
I sent you to your demise.
Unknowingly.

I'm so sorry.
So sorry.

Nicely done, good play on the emotion. The first stanza really doesn't seem to fit with the rest of the poem which, in my opinion, really disrupts the flow. Other than that, I thought it was quite good.

OH MY GOD KYO

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOU BUTT