Debsspot

By Your Leaving

The space left by your leaving grows daily. 

Each morning I look at your favorite perfume on the cabinet.

I wear it more often now. 

 

For a long time

All I felt was numb. 

In acceptance

Life went on.

The empty space was there. 

Unacknowledged. 

 

I don\'t know what has changed but each day now I think of you more. 

I hear your voice

still guiding me

still loving me

still relying on me.

 

And the space left by your leaving 

continues to grow.

 

Mum,

I miss you more each day.