Your soft blonde hair tickles my shoulder
As you get up to leave
Rising so early has become second nature
We have nowhere to go, not for hours
so you smile and return to my side
Our time is spent with quiet jokes and coffee
Yoga poses and talk about skating
That smile…
It’s the first time in so long
that we haven’t hated each other
Hate is all we see sometimes
When I see you
and you see me
We fill a void
and empty place
where there was once a heart
Maybe even love
Perhaps
but not that remains is an empty shell
and the pending arrival
Of another goodbye…
