Death has become you
You came across my mind today,
The air was cold,
The classroom fell silent,
And
Your smile, laugh, and warmth, fell to a grey cold memory.
It was like you died and I was cherishing those happy moments of you…
Then,
I realized you had not died but I did
Or the way I saw you died
The way I loved you died
The way your eyes would entrance me no longer held me hostage
The pain of my heart ache for you still lingeres
It comes in waves… just like the realization of someone's death comes in waves.
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