When He’s Gone

Day 9, the prompt is wonderful. And I decided to take a new look at it.

Image credit: Atlas Of The Universe


When he’s gone

There is that bright universe

Where starlets never die

When he’s gone I blink, not feeling sad,

Yet feeling somehow awkward for that,

I am fulfilled

For his wish

Lies within that remote universe

While I have nothing to offer instead.

© soulmary

Author: soul mary

Writer, poet and reader

2 thoughts on “When He’s Gone”

  1. Thank you, Linda. Sometimes one doesn’t know what is best for another person… So “not sad, though awkward, but fulfilled” came up in my mind to express the confusion.
    Thanks again for reading and re-reading!

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