How about my last gift to you is a bus ticket? Lilo said softly.
No she didn’t have the money now
but she thought her friend deserved to be happy. It was offering
a soldier medical leave. Someone too young and drafted.
Love and war.
She had a thousand eye stare, Lilo went on.
My last gift to you
to take away the pain.
She felt pulled in two directions
and to blame.
If only the glass had kept her safe
but an angry brick fist at injustice at a window
not anythin but you
regret is how cold it is since the window
is not fixed and lonely is Lilo not coming back
after that night.
My last gift to you, she gave
her beloved necklace, handmade
a dreamer blue azule stone
crystals like stars hang
it was the only thing that mattered to her
and she sacrficed it. Lilo would never see her again
it was her last gift to her.