The Space That Laughter Left

Did you ever lose a friend? I have, or at least it feels that way to my battered psyche! This came to me today on the year mark of the last time I spent any real time with one of mine who, through this year, has shuffled away from my daily life.

I miss you, my friend. I've told you so many times and I have cried for you, prayed for you and will continue to do so until you have come back to sit and share and laugh with me once again.

Thank you blogitty readers for indulging me in this bit of sentimental rendering.


The Space That Laughter Left

I've looked for you in memories and old photographs, behind the lies of your truths and on this side of yesterday.

My search has produced someone that looks like you, talks like you and walks like you and even laughs like you. But it is not you, at least not the you I know

or knew

or thought I knew.

Do you mark the days on a calendar? If you do, you will know how many have come and gone, since the last time we laughed together. When leaving, you saw my tears and begged them not to fall, did you know? Did you plan

anticipate
manipulate
make sure

Or did life happen,

drove a wedge
built a wall
created a chasm
too high to cross

even if you wanted to

even if you always planned to

Today I look at life so differently, what I have and what has been lost and I can easily find the happiness in my world, but there will always be.........

a void
a space the shape of laughter

where you
and me
and fun
used to live

Always a spot
reserved for
my partner in crime
my secret keeper

My friend
MY friend
My FRIEND
No matter where you go.

Or how long it takes you to come back.




Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev