Remaining Corpse

A boy once told me that he would never leave as my best friend,
he'd stay talking to me for a long period of time,
even if he moved away.

But things change. And everything fell between the gates.
Without a goodbye, without a hesitation,
he vanished in thin air,
leaving me with his corpse to hold.

And though he talks to my brother,
spending nights with him til the wee hours of morning,
my ears don't hear anything.
My phone remains silent with the screen a midnight black,
with no shining star to read as it glows.
Nothing.

And so it kind of is a strange feeling.
Someone you were so close with,
keeping you as a memory far back in the brain
that when he hears your name,
nothing triggers.
nothing happens.
everything just remains.