KISS

An open casket.

Eyes wide shut.
I’m standing, looking at your face.
So peaceful, so serene now.
The lips curled up a tiny little bit…
That’s how you left us –
with a sarcastic smile to let us know
that you have won.

I miss the giggles,
Scrambled eggs.
The smell of root beer in the back yard
and endless talks about the past.
I miss the fire place.
The colours of the chess board.
The photographs in sepia brown.
I miss the future –
the place which won’t be shared with me by you.

You left me with the coldest kiss of death.

– Chatty Owl has left the building –

 

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