I call your name, silence invades, uninvited,
Maybe it comes and fills the room with good
Intentions, maybe it is you, without a face,
Enlarging within my mind, I see and hear your name,
My heart pumps and pumps, amidst myself, the raging fire,
You left and said bye as if nothing bad would happen
As if it were just another day
As if there would be a next day
As if you hadn’t decided then and there
As if the world hadn’t just turned its back on you
Or you turned your back on the world
As if nothing bad was unravelling
But there was a slight jump in your voice
In your breathing that said it all in retrospect,
Your heart skipped a beat,
And we felt it but couldn’t understand, couldn’t step in,
Didn’t know, couldn’t help, and you said bye and meant it,
As if you weren’t about to die, exactly as if you were about to die.
Croque-Melpomene 