{"sf1_id":582907,"sf2_id":"Xnr20krn","title":"Empty House","author":"Rogal Ursus","words":335,"posted_at":"2013-08-29T03:47:00.000Z","tags":["Depression","Love","Poetry","loneliness"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/582907-empty-house","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Xnr20krn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/7c/27/7c277e3a-ff26-42d2-a026-32dfdd5b29be","description":"#6 of Poetry\n\nThis is something related to the following posting: https://www.sofurry.com/view/581537\nMy emotions are now a rollercoaster and I now am feeling a wide range from depression to anger. I know I have to be feeling the stages of grief.","content":"\u0026nbsp; Walking through the house a day later\n\nThe emptiness in my heart, my soul\n\n\u0026nbsp; The silence of the house deafening\n\nYou aren't here anymore\n\n\u0026nbsp; This has to be a dream.\u0026nbsp;\n\nYou can't be gone\n\nReminders of you in the living and dining rooms\n\n\u0026nbsp; Your smell, maybe a plate or glass of yours\n\nWalking up to the room that we shared briefly\n\n\u0026nbsp; While you were here\n\nThe room still has your scent\n\n\u0026nbsp; I lay down on the bed and grasp a pillow and sniff\n\nYour scent is still there and the tears begin running down my face\n\n\u0026nbsp; I lay there clutching the pillow for what seems like an eternity\n\nWhen I feel like I can move again, I head to the shower\n\n\u0026nbsp; Start the water and hop in the shower\n\nRemembering how we used to shower together\n\n\u0026nbsp; Me leaning up against the wall\n\n\u0026nbsp; Your body up against mine\n\n\u0026nbsp; Your voice, echoing in my ears as you nibble my shoulders\n\n\u0026nbsp; The growl you made when nibbling my ears\n\nI can't move at all\n\n\u0026nbsp; The emotions burst through like water through a floodgate\n\nI scream out\n\n\u0026nbsp; I cry out\n\nBut you aren't there\n\n\u0026nbsp; You HAD to leave, to go HOME\n\nYou had a home HERE.\n\n\u0026nbsp; You had someone who loved you HERE\n\nAnd YOU LEFT ME!\n\n\u0026nbsp; I don't know whether to be angry, upset, or sorry\n\nMaybe it was something I did\n\n\u0026nbsp; Maybe it was something I didn't do\n\nI want to make it right\n\n\u0026nbsp; I NEED to make it right\n\nHelp me make it right\n\n\u0026nbsp; What do I need to do?\n\nAll I think about is being with you\n\n\u0026nbsp; I want to feel your touch\n\nTo taste your lips on mine\n\nTo see those beautiful eyes\n\nTo smell the aroma that is your scent\n\n\u0026nbsp; To hear your voice again\n\n\u0026nbsp; Ring through my ears like music\n\n\u0026nbsp; To heal my broken heart, my broken soul\n\n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/553318-defenses-down.json"}}