Sunday 15 January 2012

Knowing

I'll never know now, what you would have said to me? Perhaps it could have been warm words of praise and love. But you left unexpectedly, and together with your words, you vanished, leaving me to merely imagine what they could have been but never will be.

The ashes burn so quietly, and I see the tears trickling down the faces of those who loved you. I know nothing of what is to come - I just know of what had not happened and what will never happen.

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