Empty Chair

“The sight of seeing him leave was so dreadful that I couldn’t fight back my tears.

Little did I know that it’s
his empty chair,
his coffee mug,
his sweater, and
every song he used to play
that’ll haunt me everyday.

That the sting of seeing him walk away was no match to the pain his lovely memories never allowed me to forget.”

-The Soliloquist

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