The Unspoken

Do you know this is the first November 25 that you will not be here?

I never talked about it with you.
In fact, I walked away if you brought it up.
I refused to be in the room if you even talked about my dad.

I just walked away.
It is a word that you still will hardly hear out of my mouth.

We never talked about it, ubt it was something that we both had.

That is a day nobody else cares about.
It was only an unspoken between us.

Now you arent there either.