Missing You

Now you've been taken away the days feel like they are fading. I wander around listlessy.  The lonliness drains all the feeling out of things still done the same as always.  Now your gone there doesn't seem to be any point.  The People here all feel like loose ends and good things begin to unravel as we fall apart, and you wouldn't even notice that I wasn't there.  I envy the ones who hold everyones attention in their presence but don't seem to need the presence of lesser people.  The power has been taken to another place and everyone who draws life to a crisis and to a centre have all gone there too, leaving those with less colour to drift around eachother and drift away again without really meeting, wondering what to do with the day.

R. A. Purdy.