When You're Gone, When We're Gone

Just this morning, making myself a bite.
Thought of your laugh.
Had to stop for a cry.

Just the other day, driving on by.
Saw a funny sign.
Had to stop and sigh.

How do I tell myself you're gone?
And when will I know what really goes on...

When we're gone?

Maybe I don't want to see.

Lately I think I may be
Happier living in denial and wonder.
More content when left to ponder
What really goes on...

When we're gone.

© 2008 Crystalbluepersuasion

Reviews

[Tenebrousoul]

Great job! You've managed both brevity and sorrow, it really conveys the sense of loss. I know I can identify with this.

[Enigma]

Amazing. Very deep and thought-provoking. Not only does it condense the feeling of loss in a few lines, it also wonders about the pace of the world once the two people in question (or more) end their existence. Wonderful. Loved it! :)