A faint sound

I remember how your hearty laughter always filled up a room.

How the cadence of those feet coming home would dispel a whole days worth of gloom.

I spent many nights wrapped in the comfort of those familiar snores.

How that tiny sigh would escape your lips as we hugged, making me crave for just one more.
The doorbell, phone and the neighbours now are used to my disdain. 

The deafening applause after our favourite shows, is soundless, like a shriek unheard in deafening rain.

After you’ve poured your tiring day into my uninterested ears,

It breaks my heart to see your eyes when I turn and ask ‘ How was your day my dear?’

I spend my days stalling, desperately trying to guess what’s been said.

I do my accounts of truly heard vs imagined words when at night I’m finally in bed.

Forgive me love. Your eyes I must forsake as your lips will now be my guide
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Forgive me love. Your sweet nothings whispered have lost their way, this I can no longer hide
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I know you wonder how I can be happy when I haven’t even heard much in a while.

I see you. I can still touch you. I remember these blessings, and that’s what makes me smile.