Still

I feel…….lost

I guess lost?

I’m not moving

Not forward

Not backward

And that’s worse

Not moving at all

It’s been two years

And I’m still in the same place

Seeing you in the chair

that you used to sit

I see you in the negative space

In the shadows during the day

In the bright stars at night

I see your absence in people

In the tears that I cry

In the empty work bench

In the toolkit you gave me

Everyone appears to be moving

Their lives as normal

But how?

I’m in the same place

Yet it looks entirely different

Without you