
The deafening
Worse than anything you could actually say
The void
Painful in what’s missing
The space
Fills up with each passing day
The throb of my heart in my ears
Nothing
You ignore me as if I never existed
The gap
The ease at which you can do so is what surprises me
The expanse
Filling up and gaping
Feeling like a drop in the ocean, if no one sees the ripples, do they occur?
R1- June 2018