Marcus

I see him everywhere, but he is nowhere now.

My phone no longer buzzes faithfully ever 10 minutes, there are no knocks on my door every night.

His swing at the park is empty, his bass lays silent.

There are no more hugs or laughter or stupid videos.

I can't call him anymore when my heart is broken and my world falls apart.

My phone won't ring at two in the morning and then again at four anymore, because some seemingly brilliant idea hits.

He was ripped away from me by a foolish mistake, a sick twist of fate.

There is no one to protect me now, I am alone.