“Now tell me what’s on your mind” Let’s see here My best friend’s dead Instead I say nothing Voice’s soft as an angel “Aliya! Are you listening?” “...Yes” I slowly reply Snapping out of my trauma I don’t wish to be here In this pale off-white office My life has torn me to pieces And no more talking “Hello? Aliya it seems as our time has concluded” Huh Oh ok Finally Now I can let my tears flow about my pillow Thanks a lot Rose I wish to be loved Once more By you I’m sorry Rose
