“Five Years”

sell me your suffering
dear one
for a nickel
tis all I have
but I'll have it all
 
“take it
away, away with it
(but not too far)
oh how I miss him”
 
the nickel was not enough
burning still, never cooled by tears
the nickel was not enough
but it helped

(Explanation: Shane died 5 years ago today. If you still don't understand the poem, imagine I'm talking, Corinne responding, and then me again. Better?)