Vacancy.

 When someone passed

He left the world for the better

But It wasn't necessarily better for the person(s) he left behind

The vacant bed

The vacant position

The empty seat

Was meant for the person

But He was no longer here.

It was so much harder for the person(s) he left behind

What do I do with these memories?

This pain apparently took so long to heal

Don't get me started with the regrets

It pains my heart so much to even think about it.

How could I leave you that night?

How could you leave me so fast?

Call me

I promise to answer it this time

Call me

I promise I'll talk more

Call me....... and if i decline,

I promise I'll call you back 

this time.


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