A part of my heart was shattered today. No, that’s not right, it broke all those years ago.
Why did we stop talking? It doesn’t matter, the point is we did.
Today, you would have turned 50. Why were you taken far too young? It doesn’t matter, the point is you’re gone.
My heart aches from the loss of you, and I’m made sadder that you’ve been gone nearly 6 years… and I didn’t know. How could you leave this world forever yet the world goes on? It doesn’t matter, the point is it does.
I’m sorry we lost each other. That you didn’t know I still hold you dear in my heart. Or did you? It doesn’t matter, the point is, I still love you.
With your death, a piece of my heart is lost. It doesn’t matter, the point is, that piece always belonged to you.
Farewell old Friend, may you rest in peace.
©2021 Brooke Lee
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