I should have written more about you While you were alive I didn't know you were going to leave. How greedy we are with time. What would I have said? I only know you now that you're gone. Before you were always what I made you to be. I was writing for you, not about you Did I hear what you said? Did I mishear or did I speak for you? Who speaks for you now? Still me but I have no right. While I thought you were blazing trails You were playing light games with me. Carefully crafted shell game To protect me or to protect you from me? Light refracted Light retracted But you always in the shadow There before me but always shrouded Out in the open but never in the light Out in the sun but never out of the cold Always hot and now forever cold. Frozen. You were frozen. We couldn't see The shadow was in the way. I should have written about you when you were alive. I should have written about your life. Forced light into the shadow. Pulled you out of the cold. How could I? I didn't know you. It was me in the shadow. It was you in the light. I was just too shrouded to see. Light absorbed Light abhorred It is all over now. I should have written more when you were here But I won't stop now that you have gone. I will thaw in this cold shadow without you. I will find the light I will not write for you who is gone But for those who remain. Your story will be written But under a different name. I must write for myself now. I should have written more about you written while you were here, but I will find someone to write for you now that you are gone.