It was raining
Usual thing in January right?
Soo draining
I was tired and missed you
Nothing new for somebody in love
My phone ringed
Something so unusual
In that glossy display
Your name
Usual when away
I answered
The voice in the other side,
It wasn't yours
My throat dried
My eyes opened wide
I knew
I knew before knowing
And I felt it before feeling something at all
As reality slowly crept in
I was overflowing
It was all breaking down
And I knew you weren't around
Your mom crying in the background
As your sister tried to speak
I didn't listen
I was dying
Why?
Why couldn't I help you?
How I didn't notice before?
The signs
That you had vines
Intertwined in you
I never knew
That they would claim you
I wasn't there
It wasn't fair
That you had to be alone
I felt nothing more than despair
Pure disconnection
All I could do was stare
All you needed was protection
And I couldn't give you that
I was trapped in a nightmare
The days passed
Rapid blurs of light
I didn't know if I should fight
or flight
And I was supposed to be there
Close to you
Next to you sister and mother
But how could I sit on that chair
See the hate in the eyes of your brother
I couldn't face it
I didn't go
I was afraid to show
I was afraid to see you like that
I rather remember you as you were
See you glow
An happy girl that loved her best friend, a deeper love
I preferred the lying in pursuit to continue loving you
Missing you
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