I never saw her face

2.21.15

I never saw her face when she picked up the note --
never saw the way her world came crashing down
and slammed into her like a semi
before spitting her onto the sidewalk.

I never heard her try to cry
as her lungs shrank to doll size
and words got stuck
in the air around her.

I never felt her body shake
with sobs in my arms,
a sight and sensation that
would break me if I saw it.

I never saw her face as she lifted her
eyes to the sky and searched for my soul,
clutching my goodbye between her fingertips.