Settling
-The cold quiet hours of emptiness, when you left and I was alone; the house cracked and settled itself, preparing to live a life without you As I sat on the living room floor I could hear the cracking in the darkness and understood, but could not let go. My arms reached out in the dark in front of me; the only thing I found were my knees and I pulled them close. You had just closed the door, but I’d been alone for so long.