Opened up Facebook this morning, for some entertainment
only to find you had left us,
my friend from so many years ago.
Wasn’t it us just yesterday, playing under a beautiful blue sky.
Now all that is left is an empty space,
missing you and feeling blue.
Trifecta: Week Thirty-Two Blue (adjective) :3 a : low in spirits : melancholy
b : marked by low spirits : depressing
~This is how my day started today. I hadn’t thought of anything to write for this prompt, until then. It’s not very poetic, but I needed to mark the event somehow. Miss you, girl.