No one should ever feel

what I feel.

This aching that never leaves,

this pain that cuts the heart

and rips a part of it away.

The knowledge

that someone you hold

in highest esteem

is gone.

It takes a while to accept,

this knowledge does,

months of wanding life,

lost, desolute, broken.

For a month you cannot accept

that you will never see them again,

and you are numb to all

but the pain.

Then comes the anger,

but it doesn't stay long;

anger just tarnishes their memory.

For the next long months

all there is

is the steady ache of loss

that swells sometimes, and leaves you

reminicing.

These are the tings

no one should ever have to feel.

This is the knowledge

of losing a friend.