Long-Lost Friend

To my long-lost friend,

While my time here has been too long

And my life too short

I close my eyes to hear your voice one more.

I wait in the now quiet hallways where we used to sit and laugh

The darkened stairwells where we used to cry and smile

And the cushioned couches where we used to eat and play.

I hear your voice sometimes

Telling me it will be okay

But without you nothing feels the same.

In the now quiet hallways

I hear echoes of our laughs

And I see shadows of what once was.

In the darkened stairwells

I see tears we left

And the brightness of our smiles.

On the cushioned couches

I see the crumbs of our food

And the feathers from the pillows we used to throw.

I can hear you friend

The words you would say to me

I can feel your hand on my arm.

When I open my eyes

I see everything clearly

Everything differently.

I am doing okay friend

I have found something different

I am not who I once was

But now someone brand new.

                                                                                                With love,

                                                                                                            Morgan