Gone, gone, gone
Gone
Like the warmth leaves you as you slide out of bed in the morning
Like the bad taste goes away as you brush your teeth
Like the circles under your eyes fade as you cake them with concealer
Gone, gone
Like the feeling of peace slips away as you finish that book
Like the friendship neither of you held on tight enough to
Like the smile falls when you get the bad news
Gone, gone, gone
Like you never existed
Like you had never walked this earth
Your footprints vanish as they lower you into the ground
You're gone, gone, gone
And we're all still holding onto your memory,
clutching, clawing, desperately trying to get any part of you to keep
and asking, asking, why, why, why,
you had to go
and wondering how, how, how
we hadn't noticed.
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