“Technically Speaking, They used to be people. Bone-chilling, Isn’t it.                                                                  

Shots:                       
A sound this time
Not a drink.
Screams:
From the left and
From the right.
More shots:
No one’s drunk
Merely dazed
Quiet breaths:
He can’t know
You’re not gone
Foot steps:
Walking never been
So climatic
Songs:
Still playing
But no dancing
Calls:
To be missed and
Never returned
Vibrations:
“I love you”s to be delivered
But not read
People:
To be here
But gone
First Responders:
To help
To need help
Endings:
Not happier after all
...Ever
Moms:
Say bye
One last time
Dads:
Playing catch
But needing to be caught