I Want To Talk About

This one is about life after him

~I Want To Talk About~
         by ~Minja~

I want to talk about
    cold mornings and empty bed
    and futile attempts to fill the day
    that is damned to nothingness since awakening.

I want to talk about
    the lonely cup on the kitchen table
    and the view to the garden where flowers don't bloom
    because Autumn frost decided to love them.

I want to talk about
    children clamor in my street
    and innocent games of hide and seek
    where they always find each other.

I want to talk about
    walks by the water at sunset
    when the whole city gets quiet under the night's blanket
    and that newly created unpleasant silence.

I want to talk about
    how much of nothing happened
    since you've been gone.
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