A Poem (8)

One year ago today.
You were there and I was here.
Longing for each other.
Time tore us apart,
distance was far.
You visited me,
I visited you.
Never for long
but for us
that was enough.

This year today.
You are dead.
I’m left behind in our world.
Standing in front of your door.
Knocking,
no one opens.

Are you still there?

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