You Died

My take on the emptiness left after the loss of a loved one.

How did I feel when you died? How did I feel?

How would anyone else feel losing the person they loved?

Love.

I never could stop.

You know...you know how I believed in ghosts?

How, how I thought unfinished business would keep you here.

I don't anymore.

I stopped beleiving.

Not immediately, no

Because I wanted so badly to think you were still with me.

It was after I didn't feel you anywear,

After I paid someone $300 for sessions to talk to you

And she said things that were untrue, that never would have come from your mouth.

How did I feel when you died?

Easy, I didn't.

Not sure I ever will again.

Author's Note

Any tips and criticism are appreciated.

Reviews

[Christian Nicholas]

Another good poem. Good job of making your reader 'feel' what you're going through.