the thing about special days now
is that they will never be the same
without hearing your voice
and that phone call at exactly
the same time every single year
the sound of your voice echoes
in the silence
that inevitably comes
and the moment passes, another year
and still
my heart misses yours
as though it were only yesterday
and you were not a long time gone
from this world
released from the pains
and worries from before
that day that took you away
as the day draws to a close
the darkness suits, doesn’t it
to think of this life without you
from here on out
doesn’t seem like something I’m going to be able to do
and yet I will
of course
and most days I can
but when that phone doesn’t ring
and I don’t hear your voice
at all
on the day you never once let pass
by
without showing your love
or teasing me about getting old
it is almost too much to bear
I don’t have you to call and tell
how much this hurts anymore–
that might be the hardest of all
my friend, part of my heart, is apart
from me
and this life will never be the same again
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I Might Need A Nap 