One day they are there
the next day they are
gone.
And everyone is asking you
(but you don’t know either)
What happened to them?
Where did they go off to?
Why don’t you know?
Weren’t you their friend?
Yet
you
wonder, also, what
did happened?
Where did they go?
So you call upon them.
No answer.
Then you wonder why?
“I guess they never really
cared about me.
I guess I was really
just a pawn.
Something to keep them
busy
or from being
alone.”
That is what you may tell
yourself.
So now what will you
do?
Forget they were ever there?
Just let it go?
Yet
how can you?
You don’t want the things
they had yet to return,
you just....
just want to know
need to know
what happened to them.
If they fell off the edge
of the planet
or died,
why didn’t someone tell you?
How can you start anew
when they left all their baggage
behind?
Why did they leave you in
charge?
How are you suppose to answer
the questions they left behind?
Leaving you afraid of new beginnings
new friendships
You do not want to be left
with the same abandonment
as before.
I guess
what you could say
is
“Thanks for nothing!”
written in May of 1994