Comfort!

Comfort! Comfort! At every turn, this was your gift to me.

Empty! Empty! At every glance, you’re not sitting in front of me.

Where you are (that place of comfort),

Gives me no comfort.

Where you should be (that place is not empty),

How I wish it were empty.

Comfort! Comfort! With every word I tried to comfort you.

Empty! Empty! My mouth should have been empty before you.

Where you are (that place of comfort),

Weighs heavy in my comfort.

Where you should be (that place is now empty),

 How I wish it weren’t empty.

Regret! Regret! There’s no such thing as turning back.

I can’t! I can’t! There’s no such thing as moving on.

I won’t! I won’t! There’s no such thing as standing still.

Comfort? Comfort?                  …there is no comfort here.