She Was 38

I was 14. She was my world and then my world was gone. She was half of me and then half of me was gone. I was a child and suddenly I was a child no more. I was me and suddenly I was me no more. My life was ripped apart. I was ripped apart. I was left alone. I will always be alone. I moved forward because there was no going back. I haven't really moved forward. I wish I could go back. I am 31. She is forever 38. I am forever 14. _____ "It's a pretty good place to sleep and you can be with your Mom again." She sighs, puts her head on his shoulder, closes her eyes, and fades into a green, misty light. --ParaNorman