i lingered


They moved on. 

Together. 

Too fast. 

Too easy. 

My best friend. 

My boyfriend. 

Their laughter 

still warm 

even from my absence. 

As if they had been waiting 

for this moment all along. 

I watched. 

Quiet at first. 

Patient. 

Learning their routines. 

The smile once saved for me 

given to her instead. 

His voice softer now, 

saying her name 

the way he used to say mine. 

I’m gone. 

Reduced to a memory they avoid, 

a subject they skip, 

a name that never passes their lips. 

They don’t say my name   anymore. 

Not out loud. 

Not ever. 

And when the silence grows heavy, 

they lie. 

“She would want us to be happy.” 

“She wouldn’t want us stuck with grief.” 

“She would understand.” 

They say it slowly. 

Carefully. 

As if the words can soften 

what they did. 

I want to scream. 

Say my name. 

Say it. 

I rattle the walls, 

the lights, 

the mirrors, 

begging the air to remember 

what they’re trying so hard to forget. 

I touched the doors. 

I followed them home. 

Every shadow whispered my name. 

At night, 

They lay across the bed 

where I once laid. 

I wonder how it feels now 

to sleep in my place, 

to breathe where I breathed, 

to pretend I was never there. 

They wake sweating. 

They say it again. 

“She would want us happy.” 

Guilt settles in anyway. 

Heavy. 

Sticky. 

It clings to their skin. 

Days pass. 

They thin. 

Hollow. 

Eyes sink deeper 

each morning. 

Food tastes wrong. 

Sleep feels dangerous. 

Every reflection, every corner 

looks like me. 

I whisper memories. 

Promises they broke. 

The words they never said. 

I laugh louder now. 

They argue. 

Accuse. 

Cry without knowing why. 

Love rots fast 

when it grows from betrayal. 

I press closer. 

Sit beside them. 

Watch their hands shake 

when my name slips out 

by accident. 

They stop looking alive. 

Stop looking human. 

Just guilt 

wrapped in skin. 

When they finally fall silent, 

I wait. 

Smiling. 

Then they are here. 

No excuses now. 

No lies. 

They stand beside me. 

Eyes empty. 

Voices gone. 

I laugh. 

Loud this time.
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Agustin Avatar
December 16, 2025 at 1:09 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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