I couldn't find her.
Anywhere.
Where did she go?
I looked by the lake.
Fearing she fell in.
But she wasn't there.
I looked in the bakery.
To see if she was smelling the cinnabons.
She wasn't.
I looked in the nursing home.
To see if she was with the old folk.
She wasn't.
I looked in the skatepark.
To see if she was flying on wheels.
She wasn't.
I asked around.
No one knew.
No one knew where she was.
I panicked.
Because she could be lost.
She could be anywhere.
Maybe she flew away.
It was a lonely day.
Without her constant.
Company.
It was quiet.
And the quiet bothered me.
She made things loud.
I lounged on her steps.
Thinking.
Waiting.
Until a man came up to me.
And told me.
The unthinkable.
"She's in the hospital."
He wiped his glasses.
On his shirt.
My stomach dropped to my feet.
The world wasn't as bright.
And my chest screamed in pain.
I didn't ask for details.
Just for her location.
And if she was ok.
He offered me a ride.
To which I declined.
I skated there myself.
It felt like I was flying.
