Gone.

 

Gone.

 

The ones I love or thought I loved or didn’t know I loved.

Vanished.

As quickly as a favorite cup dropped onto a bathroom floor.

As slowly as the color fades from a favorite T-shirt.

Gone.

I held him as he breathed his last breath and then

I held him longer until the doctor said

“He’s gone.”

I hold him still – in my heart .

I touch the wooden box that holds his ashes as once I touched his head.

Gone.

“Your good friend Norma died on Tuesday at 6:30 PM.”

“But I always thought I’d see her again” I moaned and my answering machine chirped back “End of Messages”

Gone

“I’ll pay you back tomorrow” but tomorrow came and she wasn’t there anymore.

A whole family had disappeared leaving only the smell of urine and some uncollected mail.

Gone.

“But I didn’t invite you” I screamed as she left for the last time, pulling away up the too sharp drive

Leaving behind only a bathing suit and the dregs of a difficult friendship.

Gone.

All gone.

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[Vanilla]

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