It is not a normal pain
that you feel when you lose her.
It is not natural, not feigned.
It cuts deep, boring into your soul
and aching to pull you away
into blissful unawareness.
But you cannot block it out.
You cannot forget her.
She was your confidante,
never spilling your secrets.
You could be honest with her,
she was different from everyone else.
She was your best friend,
but you were robbed of her.
It came quickly to take her away.
There was little warning,
but you sensed her hurt.
You tried to save her.
But it was too late.
She was gone, cold as the dark side of the moon.
Your beautiful friend departed
and left you here alone.
On losing Sarah, my roommate and best friend. It doesn’t matter what we are or how different we are; it’s still hard to lose her.
