do you miss the familiarity of my presence?
Did you question your choice today
as you sat down at a table
and your family wasn’t there?
I sat at my cousin’s table
the way you and I had done
for the past seven years…
but you weren’t there today.
I missed your presence,
your laughter, your warmth,
the way we’d snuggle on the couch
and fall asleep after the big meal.
I felt low, lonely, alone,
in my own world, my own universe.
I know it was in my mind
but sometimes the saddest stories
are the most convincing.
They tell me this will get easier over time.
I sure hope they’re right.