I had this terrible dream that you died.
It was after an illness
that ripped through your body
faster than anyone could have predicted-
that’s why I didn’t get to see you
before you were gone.
I woke up and felt like the illness
that had ripped you from the world
had ripped me in half.
All day, I have been walking around,
looking at the rain and grieving for you.
I know it was just a dream.
I know you are just a phone call away.
I feel like you’re gone.