Hours After You

But you are always there … somewhere …

Trent Lewin

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                You didn’t clean up before you got in the car and drove away. But I did. I stayed. You didn’t call when you got to the bar, and didn’t save me a seat, even though I asked if you could. I called, and you didn’t pick up. I sat in the kitchen and ate peas and potatoes, and then I had a beer and wondered where you were.

                You managed not to say goodbye, but I did. When the police came to my house to say that you’d started a fight, I said sure, that’s you. That’s always you. They said you’d run from the bar down the end of the road – streetlights shining on the fog – and found your way into the forest. You hated that forest, you always said, but I know you didn’t. I know you loved it, and that’s why you went…

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