The empty space within me
has your name
it gnaws at me in places
I can’t reach
I feel the echoes
of the empty chambers
ringing with the memory
of your voice
the magnitude of loss
is unexpected
the void still calls to me
full of promises
I always thought you’d keep
© Ann Bagnall

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