Lingering

The echos of your laughter linger in the empty hallways of my mind, It's been so long since you lost the ability to speak to me. I can now only dwell on my memories of how I made you laugh. And though I grow weary of trying to read your mind. I still raise up each morning, Listening and waiting. It's been a decade now ,at least, and still I dream of our last fight, Never physical was how we played it, but, the cerebal pain endures. A decade passed of silence, like the empty hallways of my mind and the echos of your laughter, so fresh within my mind. I remember what they told me,I remember what they said.. If you survied the strokes- swelling in your head. You could someday say my name. Just to hear "I love you" - I still stay in this cruel silent game. But each night I escape to those empty hallways of my mind.. To linger in the laughter that echos from the walls. And there I find some comfort- there in those empty halls. RJM 2011