I looked at your pictures today.  
  
Stupid. I know.  
  
You look very happy. Which I’m glad, all I ever wanted was for you to be happy. I wonder though. If things had not happen, would you be that happy?  
  
Unlikely.  
  
I remember the good times. Before everything changed. Before the promise was made.  
  
In the end, I lost everything. I got nothing. My past. My possessions. My life. All kept while I was thrown out.  
  
What words were said? To be dropped so quickly. Head left spinning. While I tried to surface. Dazed. Confused.  
  
I hear this word. Closure. But what is closure?  
  
Does closure make you feel better?  
  
Make you capable of moving on?
  
But what is closure?  
  
Is closure explanations? What was said for supposed friends to drop so fast.  
  
Is closure actions? To return possessions never owned by you. 

Is closure healing?  
  
As the years fly by more time since, than ever there was.  
  
Do I deserve to move on, or were perceived crimes deserving of this torment and pain?  
   
When is closure?