When I awake
in the morning,
will everything
be the same?
Or will it all
be different
and will I hear you
call my name.
Will the house
be alive and full
of conversation
and will I jump
out of bed without
any hesitation?
Or will I awake to
the same emptiness
that was there
the night before
as I undressed.
I will look
for an excuse
to stay in bed
to hide away
with the conundrums
in my head.
Not that I
would be missed,
my name was
never high on
anyone’s guest list.
That was
the difference
when you were
here with me
you were the one
that everyone
wanted to see.
For a long time
I just stood in
your shadow
hoping that you
would never dream
of going solo.

So much pain & emptiness, which is really felt through your words.
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Beautiful!
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So eloquent & well-crafted
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Thank You.
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GORGEOUS POEM!
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That is so sad and moving. Thank you Poet!
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