by Skyla B., 15
Your absence struck me like a match in a forest.
Loss of control.
So fast.
Marring me with the lingering lament of what you could have–should have–been.
Now I recall the starry nights we spent peering through the trees searching for a purpose, sucking sweet nectar out of a honeysuckle during the blazing summer heat, and running barefoot through a bleak field.
However, my heart remained full.
You taught me a multitude of things, except
how to let you go.
Once I was a sister,
and now I am a confounded girl wandering through the world you once inhabited.
You went away so suddenly and I did not get to say goodbye,
yet your familiar disposition ambles my mind.
I have yet to surmount the vain of wishing that you still remained,
despite you being in such immense pain.
And now as I whisper, “goodbye, goodbye,”
our memories refuse to dwindle in my mind.
Wall Township, New Jersey