Walking in,
I could feel the strange silence settling on my skin.
Deep chills ran through my spine,
I tried my best not to look behind.
I looked at you sitting alone, like the last one left.
I saw the sadness in your eyes as you struggled for your breath.
I saw the tears you cried for me, by the light slowly flickering.
I forgot our harsh words, our heat, our tears, and all our cruel bickering.
You raised your hand...then tapped the seat,
You hadn't had company for many weeks.
And when I walked over to where you sat,
You clasped my hand and whispered, "I'm back".
© Wendi Jane
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