The Truck

Cora M

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The truck still sits on the front lawn The fender crushed in like a soda can The windshield shattered The passenger door is beginning to fall off. Our neighbors call it an eyesore But it is so much more. I climbed in the other day For no apparent reason other than I missed your voice I missed your smile I missed your laugh I missed you. The air freshener still dangles from the vent Christmas pine- your favorite scent It is not the same this year- Christmas There are presents and gifts But none of them are what I want I hate you sometimes For being so selfish and stupid Why did you have to make that move? Why did you have to prove your strength? You were already my hero You did not have to prove that to anyone else Now all we have is a smashed truck And broken hearts in our chest Brother, was all of this worth it?