When someone goes, it’s hard
No doubt about that
It’s a pain like no other, a dagger digging in deep
Carving out a part of yourself
You will miss forever
…
When someone goes, it’s hard
Saying goodbye at their bedside
An uncomfortable charade, an awkward embrace
Keeping real feelings for later
Crying alone in the dark
…
When someone goes, it’s hard
But the hardest thing
Is when they’re taken away, before you get there
Can they really be gone forever
When you missed goodbye?
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