Waiting 06/04/25

charlie stu
Apr 6
1 min read

Ghosts

We don't lose friends,

they drift .

Time,places, plans, faces,

they change, they fade.

Yet we say nothing,

as laughter leaves and tables empty.

Insistent we are powerless,

insistent on our failure.

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