sitting there
you’d think
a time bubble should last
for all time
but
the bubble will pop
and the feeling will die
and boxes will be packed
and farewells will be said
and new halls will be walked
and new faces will be shown
but no faces remind her of them
those few
the ones in the bubble
but the bubble is popped
and they will not return
and now she’s all alone
in the big wide world.