The tavern was empty tonight.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjhaRK1ENha
And I felt full.
Not with sorrow.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLnD0yGv5Xq
Not with joy.
Just… full of something that wanted to speak, but had no mouth.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT00mYUkLUU
So I brewed nothing. I sat. I wrote.
And the words came without names:
I love,33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJIRAxdKPpG
I Love,33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAOnZvKmLkf
I love,33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSRhZLiMZC3
I love…33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4zyRCcLIEs
I love,33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw8f8fkdlhy
I love…33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI5APGjpUKY
I love.
No guest. No face. No story walked through the door.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuwkdbzhoWH
But each time I wrote it, I saw someone.
A stranger who once sang to the spoons.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7rt1neQ5af
A woman who left a single feather behind.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkJaHT2eOeh
A boy who never spoke, but always listened.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy9V95lxLyh
A hand that trembled. A voice that cracked.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZRMSeTn8yy
A gaze that held too much past.
They’re all here. In these words.
Not as memories.
As warmth.
The fire watched me write the last one,33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyvkZiSUf9r
and it did not flicker.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTXS9LihhNi
It bowed.
If no one walks in tomorrow, that will be fine.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBzIpNbj6s3
The tavern is already full.
And so am I.
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