Have you ever lost a close friend?
Not to death,
But to failure to do your part as a friend?
Do you remember the feeling you had?
Was it loss?
Hate?
Despair?
Were you numb?
Maybe you felt you should have done more.
Anything to keep them–
To make them stay?
Now you see them–
Everywhere.
And you say nothing.
You just stare,
Or look each other in the eyes
With a longing,
To be anything but this.
But you look away too soon.
You want things back–
Back to the way they were
But you know–
It isn’t going to happen.
At least not anytime soon.
You have a longing, pleading feeling
In your chest
And it hurts more each time
You see that person.
But as time goes on,
You will become numb.
Numb to the pain.
And you will just have a hollow, cold look in your eyes.
Maybe things will change,
But you’re too numb to
Know what has happened
Anymore.