Pieces of Me

"My Best Friend"

When I think of you, I cry.
I struggle to understand-
To accept.
It simply must be a lie.
Wrapping my mind around this-
This thing,
This void.
Lost and confused
I try to comprehend
How alone you must have felt, my friend,
How hopeless and sad.
I have to question
Why you didn't
Reach out
Call on me
Tell someone how
Desperately alone you felt.
In short,
I wonder why.

-MS