2025-08-14
You’re not standing there
Every time I drove by your house, I always stopped and stared, hoping to see you standing in front of the entrance, waiting for someone to answer the door like you used to. I remember when I brought you home and your mom made me a tuna sandwich and told me to eat a lot so I could grow faster. I miss the taste of her food and the picture of you standing calmly in front of the house.
Today, I passed by your house again but I didn't see you there. The neighborhood was quiet; too quiet that it gave me a strange sense of calmness. It was like a void in my heart — calm but empty. I don't know why some people say that loss gets easier with time. It's been years, and the fact that I still haven't gotten used to your absence is a nuisance.
Maybe in another universe I can still see you standing somewhere and waiting for me. But here it all ends too soon. So, make sure to have a good new life out there and promise me to love yourself well. I’ll love myself too.
-owl