It happens more often, Thoughts drift away quietly. We lose the people that we love, And none of them have a backwards glance For us. No words Or clues. Just an empty feeling in your chest. We sit there wondering What went wrong We check our screens Looking for signs of them Walking past the cafes The parks and familiar places looking for A sight of our ghostly friend. Nothing. The streets were empty And the screen was blank. So they're gone, And chances are we'll ask why the world got so easy to leave. Copyright ©® Sagarikapramod  Photo credit to Dr. Latika Shah Singh