One Of Those Days


Write on this page when you’re sad.


Every death triggers the pain

I felt the day you left.


Today is one of those days.


I came home from my usual

visits, after almost passing

out from the heat of the

sun, the warm sun under

my feet. Which is the

same sand that covers you.


I told you things no one knows,

because I know my secrets are

safe with you. Some tears

fell from my eyes. I hope they

didn’t bother you. I miss you.


Every death saddens me now,

every death makes me realise

how short life is, every death

reminds me of yours.



By A in I Am Incomplete Without You, on page 43


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