I wait untill that word floats across the screen,
That one word that lasts a life time and leaves
A trail, but nothing to follow. deceased. All the
Times we embarked on an everlasting friendship.
Gone to waste. The way I was left as some part of a
Childish game, I was left behind, left to wither.
Where was I? I was present amongst the suffering,
I held her hand but to no avail. She pushed me away.
But I had to move on, draged with my heels in the ground,
I protested. Now I'm stuck on the otherside of the world
Awaiting your reply
