The One Who Left

I saw the days turning into months –

and months into years,

as we sat there, in two different towns –

waiting for the first call.

The call finally came, but –

not how I expect it to come.

It was another friend, calling me-

Calling me to tell that you have left –

and they need another shoulder;

another shoulder to carry,

what you left behind.

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