Friday, April 12, 2013

NaPoWriMo Day 12: Her Leaving


Her Leaving

As sudden as a summer rain,
Steam still rising off the streets –
Her leaving took him by surprise.
Coffee still warm on the counter,
She left no note,
Asked no pardon –
Left him sleeping next to her shadow,
Left the dishes in the sink.
All his regrets, all of his faults,
Irrevocable words both spoken and unsaid –
Raced through him with no space for breath,
Hit him hard in the chest.
He sat to sip her still-warm coffee
Black (though he preferred it white)
Just to see if he could get inside her head,
Meet her lips on the edge of the cup,
Ask the only question –
Wait for a reply.
The lukewarm liquid met his lips
And he knew why.
In his haste to make
The world revolve around himself
He had forgotten (his mistake) –
She had to work early today.

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