Tw for inferred death.
✿
A sudden flame of anguish rises inside of me
I startle at this, as a ghost of a hand touches my shoulder,
as I turn, as I see a vision of you
crying, smiling.
goodbye.
your lips form the words, but I hear no sound,
then, quick as you were to make a joke,
to bring a smile to me,
you're gone.
as I look up, searching for you in some sign
I see a silhouette rise against the clouds,
a swift, fitting, for your quick jabs at me,
for your laughter-filled insults
it moves off, against the sky,
off into the heavens,
where,
by some unwritten message,
I know you lie in now.
and I hold back tears,
I regret not travelling on with you,
I feel guilt swallow me, as I regret all the time I missed
with your smile not by my side.