The last day started just like any else
I didn’t know it was the last then
When the final bell rang
I was still in denial
The next stage should have been anger
But all I felt was emptiness
Nothing made sense

Nothing made sense
Least of all the passage of time
I learnt about days in kindergarten
What’s the use?
When I can hardly tell them apart
Still keeping an ear out for familiar steps
Today feels like just any other day

Today feels like just like any other day
Except it isn’t
Nothing is true anymore
Nothing I can accept
The days, the finality of the change
You are not here anymore
But neither so am I.