Everyone has Presence
You can't just drink them in when they are here
You can't stare at their faces for 5 hours and expect to be okay when they leaves for 5 minutes
When they are there
with you, by you, next to you
you feel secure
their Presence lingers around you

but when they leave
the Absence replaces the security, the home
you are then left alone
perhaps looking outside, hoping
perhaps letting the stifled tears run, raining
before you wallow yourself in self-pity