The pages of your story
will no longer include me;
I ponder your absence
like a rear view mirror moment
wondering where we turned
a separate page
I struggle to remember
constantly rehearsing good-bye
longing for an era
who's end we never saw coming
clasping photographs
hugging you the only was I still can
friendship steeped in memories
trailing behind like a map
we cannot follow
and though our roads diverged
long before farewell
I will find closure without you.
"rear view moment"
nice