The tavern was empty tonight.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkLqDqcliU9
And I felt full.
Not with sorrow.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzUSL68oPPy
Not with joy.
Just… full of something that wanted to speak, but had no mouth.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjBsQd4jSHv
So I brewed nothing. I sat. I wrote.
And the words came without names:
I love,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi3f7erb1Ur
I Love,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwVYmG7ZeVA
I love,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI2pLGFKL6P
I love…62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgriAsEFZbS
I love,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg4TuxmL0HV
I love…62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrX3TM3dMSf
I love.
No guest. No face. No story walked through the door.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt5IJs77YnU
But each time I wrote it, I saw someone.
A stranger who once sang to the spoons.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBOawB4Rx3Z
A woman who left a single feather behind.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmqRLjuJ1SS
A boy who never spoke, but always listened.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtojB7wcvI6
A hand that trembled. A voice that cracked.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXdT2V5Jmfd
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,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHNK9IsqGxq
and it did not flicker.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdfIgAs5cYi
It bowed.
If no one walks in tomorrow, that will be fine.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0y4KcHCYRq
The tavern is already full.
And so am I.
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