• Today feels like any other day.
    ...But instead of it being another fall day.
    It is different from most.
    They're gone.
    Not without warning.
    Not without a solem goodbye.
    But because of cruel words.
    Laid down by the unhappy hands.
    ...My hands.
    And they're gone.
    Both happy.
    Both living.
    Both carefree.
    All the while.
    I dwell upon my thoughts
    "Should i reconcile?"
    "Should i leave them be?"
    "Should i just forget them and move on?!"
    I love them both dearly.
    I respect them dearly.
    ...
    But.
    I must put it in my head.
    They're gone for good.