The ground, covered in dirt and my hair
Soon it filled with my own salt, as I lie
Collapsed
Imploded
Mourning

I had promised to write about you
Something full of love and admiration
Something I can no longer write
I took just one breath
And now I can't remember what it was I wanted to write

I dreaded that this day would come
And now that it's here
I couldn't ask for anything more

The story was one page long
They tell me "I read the first few words"
Falsely impassioned
As if they read any of it at all