he died
you did not cry.
he died.
you let go.
he died.
and maybe you did not cry.
(to them, at least)
maybe you let go.
but it still hurts.
it will always hurt.
you do not think it will ever stop hurting.
when he died,
you mourned.
in your own way.
remembering days
when you would run away.
just you and him.
(and afterwards,
her too)
little lonely people
who only loved each other.
forever,
remember?
(those days are over)
it was not meant to be.
he is gone,
and when
he died
you cried.
(nobody saw you)
