No words I can speak.
Nothing more than silence that has taken hold of your presence,
embraced it and took it away.
An empty spot next to the lamp I gave for your birthday,
remembering how I spoiled the present by a slip of the tongue,
not knowing that you wouldn't even outlive the lamps guarantee,
not knowing that someday soon,
you would not be here with me.
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 12:23 PM UTC
No words I can speak.
Nothing more than silence that has taken hold of your presence,
embraced it and took it away.
An empty spot next to the lamp I gave for your birthday,
remembering how I spoiled the present by a slip of the tongue,
not knowing that you wouldn't even outlive the lamps guarantee,
not knowing that someday soon,
you would not be here with me.