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.