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A shadow still there


You were the life of the party, my friend. I can’t believe it has come to this unexpected end. There’s no denying you are a precious gem. Seeing you every day, I still have to pretend. When I walk alone, I check to see if you’re here. I look back and I wish I could see that stare. Sometimes I hear your voice ever so clear. As I sleep, I feel as if you were always there. Your hands on my shoulder to ease the pain. I only wish that things were always the same. I know you are crying when I feel it rain. Still staring at it through the wooden frames. Those laughs we had when we were together. When I feel your presence, I’m even sadder. You made the climb up that long ladder. You’re peaceful now, is all that matters.
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