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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