Ode to a friend

It looks like this is goodbye

I’ll try not to cry. 

I knew this day would come

didn’t think it was today. 

Unprepared for the predictable. 

One more day

was yesterday 

but I didn’t know.

It was repetition begotten 

transforming into memories 

of what was

and time wasted.

Now it’s time to sink and cry 

as memories

of a sunset

reposed

and

life goes on

and the puzzle 

has one less piece.

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