((Not so long ago in a Creative Writing class not so far away, a letter poem needed to be written. I put the most feeling into this one , and I think it turned out to be one of my best. But that, my lovelies, is for you to decide, not me. You're the audience, after all. So critique anything you think should be critiqued, if you would. Thanks!))

Long Gone

Hello again.
Is it you this time?
Or one of your masks
Come alive to tell me lies.

I can’t tell anymore.
Some days the sun shines.
We’re the friends we’ve always been
Tried and true, nothing can break us.

But other days, you are cold
Like the clouds have passed over
All that was once good.
You stare at me when I speak
Like poison is flowing from my mouth
Instead of desperate words
Trying to bring you back to life.

Is it my fault? Is it something I did?
To make you turn your back and never glance my way again?
How will I amend it?
Or is it even possible to fix the gap that’s growing every day?
These questions fill my head, my heart
Until I wonder if I’m drowning in them.

Sometimes, I think it’s all a dream.
That none of it was real
Because you are smiling and laughing
Just like you used to.

And then, a tragedy.
I need you, for you are the only one who can heal my wounds.
But you’re not there.
A half-hearted apology and an overused excuse make it all better.

Who are you?
I can’t even tell anymore.
You say new things and wear new clothes,
Performing for an audience full of shadows.

It’s strange
How something can disappear in a moment
A flash of light, a blink of an eye
And then no more.

Yet it can take so long for us to realize
It’s gone.