Someone in the world is enjoying a drink out of a mug with our picture on it.
We didn’t last until Christmas so you didn’t get it and I didn’t want it.
I wrapped it up in the new hoodie that was also meant for you,
And placed them in a donation bin for clothes and household items too.
I made a playlist of songs to blast whenever you walked through the door,
But you said maybe when I asked if you’d come talk to me once more.
So I listened to it for the last time on that empty drive home,
Then I deleted it and accepted the fact that you’re really gone….
I cried out your name only to hear my voice bounce off the hollow walls.
Then I closed my eyes and gave way to darkness falls.
I don’t know if I’ll wake up to your extended helping hand,
Or if I’ll be using my own strength to help me stand.
But I will stand again….
and I’ll leave the door cracked open for a while.