The 4th Street Diner
Like a blurry memory from my childhood
You sat across from me
Pie placed in front of you
Your smile was genuine and your laugh wholehearted
Your happiness was infectious
I knew that this moment, this feeling could not last forever
When your hair began to fall out in clumps and your face hollowed from the sickness my happiness withered away with your being
I was left to restart, rebuild myself
Because I was simply not the same without your belly laughs and ridiculous sayings
Or the evenings strolling
The breeze set upon our faces as we chatted the night away
They were no longer and I found that they had grown to be all of me
Leaving me with nothing
You left a hole in my heart that summer
Sometimes I still feel hollow from your death
