Gone
"Good Night!"
That's the last thing I heard as the door slammed
And life became one bulb dimmer
You see,
Sometimes its not until the light goes out,
You realize how fast darkness is.
The space between day and dusk,
Dusk and darkness,
Is only a few words long.
Spoken out of anger or hurt or some other sort of pain
The speed at which things can change can be surprising.
That door slammed and I realized
That a piece of me was walking down that hallway
I heard the heels on the stairs - and another door closed
Placing a period on this chapter.
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