Afterthoughts Before

You don’t owe me anything,
Though you left before I was ready.

My affection for you does not change,
My admiration of your accomplishments is steady and solid,
And some of your accomplishments are just being who you are.

Your work left unfinished,
Your house unattended,
Echoes where you once stood,
Hopes left as hope,
Dreams dissipated unanchored,
Somedays left for another life.

This chapter has ended and I go on and you do not.
You still don’t owe me anything.
Thank you for sharing the ride while you were here.