What was it you said that last fateful day?
I remember my tears,
I know the pain
(it lives inside me)
I saw the deed done, but I can’t quite
(etched on my heart)
remember the words
(were there words?)
as I try to fill the empty
spaces you left in your haste to run.
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads: Fill the Empty Parts
The Reluctant Poet 