Christophe, mon cher ami, pour toi

You are no more;
That photo
Where we stand together,
Laughing,
Makes no sense
No more;

I am no more
The way I used to be
Because
That corner in my heart
Which you inhabited,
Is deadly cold;

We are no more
Part of this tired yet,
Undying world
Together,
And the sliding doors between us
Are closed;

I whisper prayers
To the heavy Earth
For you,
For me,
For us,
Who are no more

Because you are
No more