i've never heard silence quite this loud
and i’m not sure how to manage your smothering absence.
as time wears on
and i'm trying to get some rest before dawn,
it’s a shattering realization
how vacant this life would feel without you.
i can’t stop crying
and i would be lying
if i said i was excited
for this new employment,
the big paycheck,
our new house.
because i’m not.
i hate your job for robbing me of
you.
and it probably sounds dramatic
for where the blame is directed.
but i haven’t felt this
depleted, dwindling, minimal, uncomforted, miserable, dejected
in a long long time.
and the black hole scares me.
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