Musings...

Yes.
It IS hard being the one left behind.

Time takes on a rather bleak and dismal hue "post departure".

You wait what seems like an eternity for the day to arrive when you finally get to meet....
then it's over in an instant...
and there you are......
alone once more.

Although this time the lonliness is amplified by absence.
An absence that grips you and feels, at times, completely unbearable.

You want to escape it.
You try to ignore it.
You find things to occupy the time...
numb the pain..
and fill up your empty spaces.

The honest truth is that there is only person who can bridge that gap....
and they're no longer there.
But everywhere you look is a constant reminder they were there once.

Lonliness is a funny thing...
you can be surrounded by literally dozens of people that love you on a daily basis
and still feel utterly and completely alone...

if the one person you long to stand next to
is standing somewhere alone too.