My World Has Changed
It was just a Sunday.
I thought that they would always stay.
I was given terrible news.
I kept staring at my shoes.
My best friend is leaving.
I must keep breathing.
My second family will be gone.
A day in May at dawn.
They have always been there.
I don't think it is fair.
What am I going to do?
This is all so new.
I feel broken.
Words cannot be spoken.
I always dreamed of you.
If you ask, I will say I do.
You haven't even left,
but for knowing you, I am blessed.
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