Table For One.

by Jenni Marie   Jul 5, 2015

We were only four yet there were
places for six-but it never seemed empty.
Endless chatter filled the room as we
heard about the consequences of
sticky crafts and five aside football.

Soaked bread and spilled sauces;
but it didn't matter as laughter was
prevalent. We topped up our glasses
as we planned tomorrows exertion.

I never knew I would miss the
routine of early morning
wake up calls, or hastening
to make that trip on time.

Never knew I would regret uttering
we'll do that tomorrow, we have time.
Because now all I have is clean plates and
unfilled glasses, sitting at an empty table.

I miss him.
Miss you.
Miss us.
Miss being
-a family.


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  • 3 years ago

    by Trampled Angel

    This sounds similar to how I feel now living in an apartment, alone. Everyone says they envy my freedom, the freedom that comes with living alone. But this freedom comes with its own chains, the chains of loneliness. Thank you for penning words that speak to my heart.

  • 3 years ago

    by Kenny

    So deep and heartfelt. Very vivid.

  • 3 years ago

    by Meme

    Heartfelt! I hope what you miss you find...

  • 3 years ago

    by BlueJay

    This is heartrendingly beautiful. It makes me think of moments I miss too and conversations that mean far too much to be forgotten. I can still taste our favorite meals and these words seem more vivid each time I read them. You have not only put us in your shoes and broken our hearts, but you have penned it with such a profound nature that it's stunning.

    I'm sorry you feel this way.

  • 3 years ago

    by DarkLight

    Quite an art you have. I have no brush to paint how emotional it is, beautiful writing.

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