friend has died.
an irreplaceable
fixture in your life.
it's impossible to comprehend.
but you
go on.
what else is there to do.
you ride
by his house,
you dial his number.
you stare at the photo of him,
with you
together,
forever young.
you think that if you close
your eyes
and believe it isn't
true,
it won't be.
you avoid the cemetery,
why go there.
why weep anymore.
what's the use?
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