Sit across
The house feels empty, now that your gone, your clothes are still in the cupboard as if your at home, the only place you would ever be, in the kitchen sitting across from me, I’d give the world to say I love you once more, because part of me feels like I didn’t say it enough before, I miss you now that your not around, I open the kitchen door and there’s no more sound, there’s no one to call my name to help with the tv, even though last year you would call me, to come down the stairs because you called my name, to fix the telly you couldn’t turn on, but now the sitting room isn’t the same, sitting in the chair, where you used to be, sitting in the chair across from me, sitting in the corner, eye to eye, as I lay in the bed where you used to lie, the house isn’t home anymore, it’s not the place I used to know, sitting across from you is the one place I can’t go, not anymore like how I used to, not anymore no matter how much I miss you, you won’t be in your chair, I know you won’t be there, but I still come down, hoping to see your face, hoping to see the person no one can replace, I wish I could go back to the way things used to be, where I would sit across from you, and you would sit across from me,
Copyright © Tayah Oconnor | Year Posted 2024
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