Seen 2:14am
Art by : Selene Sparks
By S.F.
For those of us haunted by an absence, a silence.
For the ones we can’t get out of our heads.
You are hooked, a hook set deep in the soul,
By a look, a word, that made you feel whole.
They have a space reserved inside your mind,
A constant loop, a comfort you can’t find.
You try to keep busy, you work and you build,
You care for the dogs, keep the emptiness filled.
But the silence they leave is a hole in the chest,
A system error that puts you to the test.
You wonder if they’re safe, what they might do,
You wonder if they feel this sharp pang, too.
Your mind becomes an enemy, a cruel friend,
Replaying moments you don’t want to end.
You hold back the words you’re desperate to send,
On their discretion, you know you depend.
So you hope they are happy, you hope they’re okay,
And feel all alone at the end of the day.
The Discords go quiet, the rooms feel so vast,
And you’re left with the question you’ve always asked:
“Is it me?”
A fire still burns within my core,
A spark I thought was lost forevermore.
But now, an empty court of silence reigns,
And your absence screams inside my veins.
This void where your signal used to be,
A fortress of the self is falling in me.
My thoughts, a river with no guide,
I am struggling not to die inside.
My eyes are red with this unspoken truth,
My heart bleeds for you, in the echo of youth.
But know this, my love, across the sea,
A steady river waits here with me.
So you count the hours, a slow, painful cost,
Waiting for the part of you that was lost
To be found again, to come back online,
To make the fractured pieces realign.
🖤 Seen, 2:14am. Not just online. Not just waiting. Still yours.