Why?
by
Kenneth A. Stephenson
Why?
Did you feel I didn't care?
Did you feel unloved?
Did you carry a secret, so hideous,
I wouldn't understand?
Could you truly have believed
You were completely alone?
You wouldn't trust me to understand.
What could I have done?
Should I have done
Something different?
Could I have done more?
I will try to make sense of this,
But I will never understand.
You are gone.
And I will never know why.
You are gone.
Why?
Until tomorrow,
Ken
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