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All The Details
Janet Kuypers
I wonder if it’s just easier sometimes
to think that you didn’t die, that you
were just ignoring me. Would it be easier
then? Would I think that maybe
you’re somewhere missing me,
feeling that hole in your heart
where a relationship with me would
go. Is that the way it’s supposed to
be done? I know that if you were
alive you’d still want to call me,
and you still would expect something
out of me. But I want to be able to
talk to you, to pass the time with you,
to know that you’re there to listen
Maybe if you were alive somewhere I
could just be angry with you. Maybe then
I wouldn’t feel bad, maybe I wouldn’t
miss you. Maybe then I wouldn’t
want you near me, to make me
laugh, or just to let me scream out loud,
when I needed to let out a good yell
Maybe you are somewhere, listening.
That’s a nice way to think about it.
Maybe you know that I cared about you,
maybe you know it hurt me when you
were gone. It hurts me still. Maybe you’re
somewhere, just waiting to fill me in
on all the details I’ve been lacking,
all the details I’ve been wanting to know