I sit
silently
on the bench
my bench
our bench
The one we always sat on
Only this time I sit
alone.
And the empty space next to me
creeps into my heart
and makes its way through my veins.
the sun is shining
the air is still
no noise to be heard
in this
serenity.

But I am so cold.

And I
for a moment
allow myself to believe
He is here
next to me.
I ask Him if he feels this

cold.

But He makes no reply.
And I try to remember
His eyes.
His soft lips.
His hand holding mine.
His voice.
But
I can't.
My heart is frozen solid
And I dream
to
forget.