Challenge
Someone you loved committed suicide.
Write a speech you would say at their funeral, or whisper to them into the air. It doesn't matter.
Goodbye Dear Friend.
Why? it’s to late to ask, I know it is. Many times I have aked that unanswerable question.
Your passion for life ebbed ... we didn’t spot it. Life trickling away, seeping like gas from a pin prick in a pipe, eyes that must have begged silently to us for help. So subtle the signs must have been.
I see your smile when calling you to mind. You never age, your skin stays uncreaced. All these years and years have past but still your smile lingers, your style remains timeless, makeup immaculate ... as it always was. Our friedship spoilt only by your absence. You left a hole, one never to be filled with laughter, new memories or goodbyes.