The sun rose today, but the world is too quie...

Jordyn

78 d

The sun rose today, but the world is too quiet,
A hollow ache where your laughter should be.
You left on the wing of a quieted riot,
Too young, too sudden, too early for me.
The coffee is warm, but the conversation is gone,
I still check the door when the shadows grow long,
Trying to fill up the silence of dawn,
With memories of where we used to belong.
The world moves on with a jarring pace,
But I am anchored to the day you went,
Stari