By Sara Yoke…to Jake on June 26, 2002
The last goodbye
The final I love you
The click of the receiver
Lying on the bed
Covered in my covers
Fingering the shade that's pulled
Tight
Lifting the tape
That keeps out the light
Chest hurting
Stomach knotted
Throat taunt
Breathing shallowly
Knowing you have to be
All right
Alive
Loving me
Loving Life
Wanting to talk to you
Again and
Again
Never again saying
Goodbye
Forever