
Your time here has come to an end.
A painful farewell to a dear old friend.
I have never grieved in such a way.
And I still see you, every single day.
I don’t want this to be real,
I dread the hurt and despise the feel.
Here on this trip, I have changed,
Inching closer to becoming enlightened,
Yet here I sit like you, alone and frightened.

I learned today, I am content with me.
Because of your direction, I can now see.
I made your place mine, and it doesn’t feel right.
I laid my head on your pillow;
and smelled you all through the night.
Although it brought me comfort,
It just didn’t feel right.
Everywhere we went, there you were.
You are with me always, for that, I’m sure.
Please my friend take comfort in knowing,
That I love you and I will always keep going.





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