It’s been 81 days since you left
and I still wait
with bated breath
for someone to exclaim
that it is all a dream
and what I know
isn’t really happening.

It’s been 81 days
since you last smiled
a cheshire cat grin –
the kind that makes you feel something,
everything.

It’s been 81 days
since you last spoke
some words
any words
but being five thousand miles away
I will never know what they were.

It’s been 81 days since
I last saw your face
on my screen
as a human being
alive
pulse
beating.

81 days later
and it has yet to sink in
that you’re not coming back
that you will not laugh
sing
cry
joke
breathe
or be
again.

A tribute to Matthew Perry.