Wednesday, April 4

I remember it well, there was wet in your hair. I was stood in the stair and time stopped moving.

This morning, I woke
And you were gone.
Of course you'd not lay your body down next to mine last night.
Except in my mind.

I spoke as if you were there
Taking the same breaths as me.
The silence only added to the distance between us.
A slackening in the bind.

Empty and hollow
That space right beside me.
Picture perfect in my head with dancing illusions.
Our fingers entwined

Thank you silence, for moving my lips.
Thank you defences, for breaking down.

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Rach said...

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