Nights like these

And on nights like these

when I sit in solitude

I can still hear your foot steps

They echo in my head

over and over

so much so I shake and I quiver

over and over

They were so much heavier than usual

I think because you carried my heart in your hands

I asked for it back

When that didn’t work, I had to demand

Yet it was too late

you were gone and never looked back

The silence is too loud for me

I didn’t ask for you to intrude

all I feel is blue

On nights

Like these

when I sit in solitude

-Destiny Fochtman

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