Losing your favorite human Is a hurt that’s hard to imagine — A pain greater than most, An experience not worth having. When you are with people, It’s easy to not think about them. When you are alone, Every memory, every smile, every good thing, Comes back into full focus As real as the times they happened. The damage is done. The wounds are present. The pain is real. How do I go back to before? I’d give everything To have my best friend back. It isn’t worth dealing with this loss. A pain that stems from my heart, Through my veins, To the rest of my body.
| Jennifer Dudley 26
