Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
i see you there—
sitting...
there...
no hello,
no smile
no “hey, it’s been awhile,”
yes, it’s me you just saw,
but don’t let that gnaw
at your heart—
you played your part—
yet God came through—
shocked?—
there’s nothing you can do
you can’t say hi to me,
but by grace, I’m moving
beyond you.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, May 25, 2026.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Part of The Rutted Road collection.
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- Users favorite of this poem: Friendship, Paul Bell
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A powerful poem for me, been there. Your poem revolves around an encounter with someone from the past, emphasizing feelings of rejection, the weight of unspoken words, and the liberation that comes from self-acceptance and resilience.
Friendship, beautifully said, my friend. I really appreciate that you caught both the hurt and the resilience living side by side inside this little poem. It is not really about bitterness for me…it is about continuing to move forward by grace despite the silence. You really captured that. Much appreciation as always...and sorry that you've experienced this too...but in strange way...liberating....as you said. Thanks again. 🌫️🙏🚶🖤
A poem of recognition without acknowledgement it leaves a cold feel and then the response that one is getting beyond that. Moving on is the thing to do.
Soren, thank you so much, my friend. I think you really captured the strange emotional contradiction within this piece…the wound of being seen yet emotionally erased at the same time. But yes, ultimately the poem leans toward movement rather than remaining frozen in that silence forever. Truly appreciate your thoughtful engagement as always. 🌫️🙏🚶🖤
My pleasure my friend
Good write T.
Thank you, Orchi, my friend. This one evidently wandered a little too far into the misty emotional countryside for Popeye to navigate safely. 🤣 Oh wait...somewhere in the distance I am sure I can hear a faint “ah-guh-guh-guh-glug-glug...glug....glug...glug...glug” still echoing. 🌫️🥬⚓🖤🙏
Yes, a faint glug! lol.
Wow a powerful interaction.Surpising ending.But i suppose most relationships break up eventually.Sad but intense.Enjoyable read
Thank you, David. Sorry for the delayed reply...I'm in the midst of a move and playing catch-up. 😄 I'm glad the ending landed for you. Life has a funny way of taking us places we never expected. Grateful you stopped by, my friend. 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛
There’s a quiet strength in this—no bitterness, just someone walking forward without asking for acknowledgment.
Feels like closure earned the hard way… a steady grace that doesn’t need permission to keep moving.
Thank you, Thomas. Sorry for the slow response...moving has had me running in every direction lately. 😄 I'm especially glad the sense of closure came through. That was very much at the heart of the piece. Always grateful for your thoughtful reflections, my friend. 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛
Sometimes the smile says it all.
I'm still here, still moving on.
Would love to chat, but I've got better things to do with my time.
Thank you, Paul. Sorry for the delayed reply...I'm in the middle of a move and have fallen a bit behind. 😄 Haha...I think there is definitely some of that energy in the poem. At a certain point, moving forward becomes more interesting than looking back. Always grateful for you stopping by, my friend. 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛
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