Thursday, February 16, 2012

The news

I didn't know what to think when I got the news
So much time had passed
Mind a whirl with questions
 I had never forgotten her
She was in my thoughts most days
But the pain was there each time I saw her face
 I look at a picture
Face upturned and joyful
A time when we were so close
 Should I call?
The question haunted me
Could I reach out?
 Moving past pain is a difficult thing
 Disappointment in what I could have done different
The past cannot change.
 I looked at my phone
A text would be ok?
"I hope you're ok."
 I waited and wondered
Would an answer come?
And the the beep of a new message waiting.

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