by Vanessa D. Alexander

Created on: June 27, 2008

Didn't hear you leaving until you were gone.
The Wind rustled the trees.
The Sun did not rise.
The Moon hid in back of the house.

Black and white movies gather dust on a shelf.
The quilt from your mother is gone.
I left the cream for your coffee at the store,
and I can't buy steaks to eat alone.
I use to when we were friends.

You always locked the doors at night.
Closed the windows
turned off the lights.

Your pillows are just as you left them.
I called your name in my sleep.
I couldn't hear you breath.
I use to when we were friends.

No one seems to know I'm here,
except you and your Attorney.

The phone rings.
You're not home.
I don't pick up.
I can't take a message.
I know.
I know.
I use to,
when we were friends.

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