Am I a bad friend?
The world collapsed in a single breath,
A sudden, jagged line of grey,
And in the hollow ache of death,
I reached for light to find my way.
I held the phone with shaking hands,
A tether to the life I knew,
And spoke the words I couldn't stand—
The truth that tore my heart in two.
He didn't ask or hesitate,
He didn't offer empty air;
He met the sudden, crushing weight
By simply choosing to be there.
The work, the road, the plans he made,
Dissolved into the quiet dark;
He left the noise to come and wade
Through grief that left a jagged mark.
And as he walked inside my door,
The silence didn't feel so wide;
He held the pieces on the floor,
The moment that you left and died.
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- Comment from author about the poem: When life gets overwhelming, I tend to stay in the dark and watch sad Hallmark movies, but today I watched several, which brought back a memory that I suppressed from the day I lost my love. I forgot that I called my best friend the moment Walter died, and he stopped everything he was doing, canceled his day, and scheduled things to be with me in my time of need. Am I a bad person for totally blanking this out of my head? I'm getting old. Do I have dementia? Why did I not remember it until now? Am I a bad friend?
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