Echoes of Her
In three steps
Jan 11, 2024
A box for her arrived
I had ordered long ago
It had been lost
But we all know
We wait too long
That’s how it goes
Sometimes I get a call
Someone says her name
I have to hear it one more time
She went away
And they ask “Why? I thought…” and
And yes, I know, I am to blame
The awkward silence
The sad goodbye
We’ll stay in touch
It’s all a lie
They wanted her
Not me, so much
