confidant

 

it is very quiet

after my friend has gone

the door is closed

the lock is turned—click

 

her absence leaves a void

the silence is profound

i had forgotten—being alone is hard

a skill I haven't mastered

 

i miss sharing thoughts

sharing confidences

i miss her easy laughter—

the sound of her laughter

 

i miss the us of us—

the smile that begins in her eyes

i miss full length sentences 

uninterrupted by caesuras

 

i savor the absence—

the missing means it's real

 

 

 





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Written on 2025-04-12 at 05:53

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2025-04-21


Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, So true
I savour the absence.
Missing the full length sentences
the easy laughter and the glow in the eyes...and thetwinkling smile..
Yes, so so well said, Otp
2025-04-14


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
It is a feeling I share - so well described in your poem. I can survive happily on my own, 'in my own company', but in those intervals of initial separation after enjoying the company of a loved-one, in particular, the silence is the first signal of the void their leaving has created. Deserves accolade. Blessings, Allen
2025-04-12