Through a released breath

In every TV show
And in every movie
Someone …

Somehow …

Got to say goodbye.

The audience
Was able to bury their ghosts.
Even if it was through a snowglobe.

Shaking the reality into a dream
Allowing  their pent up fears to be expelled
Through a released breath.

But I …

I?

Never got to shake up my world.
(My world was shaken.)
I never got to turn understanding on its head.
(“This can’t be real, can it?”)

I?

Never was able to say,
“Hey. You? I love you.”
I never

… I never got to say goodbye.

ANNIE 483

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