I have so much I wish I could talk to you about, 

So many stories to share and memories to make;

I wish I could tell you about my first day at work, 

Or how I’ve been thinking of learning something new, 

How I followed your advice and saw more of the world. 

I’d even talk to you about the weather when I ran out of news to share. 

Hear you chuckle and reminisce over days gone by, 

Share a table outside on your bench, a cup of tea in hand, 

We’d watch the world float by on clouds, 

I’d give anything to hear you over the silence I’ve had since you left. 


Sitting across from me,

Palms on the table,

Eyes blank and searching,

I wish you’d just say it,

Tell me you’re sorry,

Even if you’re not,

So we can try again.