The space between

There exists a space between us that has widened since the passing, which slowly fills with more distrust as faint demons start trespassing. The closeness of a touch still there; but eyes that once stared into mine now focus elsewhere, in despair; beyond, and to that baleful shrine. Words attempt to bridge the distance; depart to fade, arrive unheard. We live in ghostly coexistence, you, deep in bitter loss, interred. And so we spend our long days thus; love parting, contempt amassing. There exists a space between us, that has widened since the passing.