Without Her

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About a guy having a hard time moving on without her...

Submitted: October 28, 2017

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“Without Her”

 

 

He had thought

of something funny

one of those

jokes

only she would

get

he leans over

his laughter

already spilling

out

as he starts

to tell her

his thought

he gets mid-way

into his sentence

before realizing

he was alone

on the couch

watching the movie,

not the first

time

this has happened

over the last

month

he keeps

remembering

all sorts of things

he can’t wait

to share with

her

but that was

before

and he’s

the one

who has to live

with after

the funny thought

he had

has lost it’s

appeal

he doubts

anyone but her

would have found

the humor in it,

he has been

living the last

four weeks

as if he had

lost a limb

he constantly

feels her there

standing right

beside him

he will ask

her

a question

and after a few

beats

and no answer

he’ll turn

to find

only the shadow

of her life

as if she

was

cut out

of his

and her outline

still remained

tagging along

besides him

to remind him

of the empty

hole

she left

in his life

not that he

needed

any help with

that

the sentences

he started

thinking she

would finish

the places he

would go to eat

cause she was

so picky

and a vegetarian

he’d find himself

walking towards

the door

of a place he

hates

before turning

back around

and just getting

a Tommy’s

chili cheese burger,

it wasn’t like

she left him

there was nothing

for him

to just get

over

she was taken

from him

though

his closest friends

would tell you

he just didn’t

know it yet.

She had left

her cell phone

still plugged in

to his charger

lying on the

little table

by the door

she had forgot it

when she headed

home

that night

their last night

together,

she had caught

him

looking through

her phone once

and exploded,

if he didn’t

trust her

then she would

walk

right now

she had no

room

in her life

for a relationship

without trust

he cried

as he promised

her

never to touch

her phone again

even refusing

to get it

from her car

during a wicked

winter storm

once

more payback

then pledge,

he smiles

at that thought

somedays

he can still

hear it

vibrating

on the little

table

from an incoming

call

not as often

as that first

week

not many people

call a dead girl’s

phone

on purpose

her billing cycle

should catch-up

to it soon

he wonders if

he’ll miss

that vibrating

sound

that had haunted

him

at first

but in a

strange way

it kept him

connected to her,

a tie

he’s pretty sure

most would say

he should cut

but he’s never

mentioned

her phone

to anyone

so he’s spared

their insightful

advice,

he turns off

the movie

pretends

he didn’t know

why

he got it

but he knew

she would have

loved it

he flips aimlessly

through the channels

unable to latch-on

to anything

that can hold

his concentration

for more than

a minute,

he looks over

at a bookcase

a picture of the

two of them

from a friends

wedding

sits on a

middle shelf

he remembers

that day

she stood in line

with all the ladies

for the throwing

of the bouquet

the bride

threw it high

bouncing off

two competing

bridesmaids

and landed

right in her

arms

as soon as

she realized

she was holding

it

she dropped it

to the floor

and started

walking away

backwards from

it

wagging her finger

at the bouquet

while saying

No, No, No

the whole room

erupted in laughter

he felt hurt

at the time

thinking

she didn’t want

him to be

her man,

she had let

him

pout

for a while

before giving him

a deep kiss

and whispering

in his ear

she’ll make it up

to him

later,

the picture

use to sit

next to the

television

but

he couldn’t go

30-minutes

before getting

lost

in her eyes

as they continuously

beckoned him

to her,

he gives up

surfing channels

clicks the movie

back on

and decides to

see it through

for better

or worse

and by the time

it’s ending

he finds himself

all teary eyed

she would be

too

but laughing at

him

for being such

a baby,

he turns off

the television

picks up her

picture

and takes a

closer look

then heads off

to bed,

he lies there

trying to think

of anything

but her

so he can

just fall asleep

and after awhile

when he starts

to slip into

that middle

state

on the verge

of sleep

and consciousness

he hears her

phone

vibrating

on the little

table

by the door

and his mind

just opens up

as it is flooded

with thoughts

of her

many of them

he had totally

forgotten

he had ever

even knew

it feels like

a shot of

adrenaline

as moments

and pictures

flash by

her voice

coming through

in perfect clarity,

he just lies

there

in the dark

swimming

in the waves

of thoughts

of her

that are crashing

on his heart

and after

what seemed

like a life time

condensed into

less than a

minute,

the phone

stops vibrating

the rush

starts to subside

as his thoughts

try and catch

their breath

then

the darkened

silence

is broken

as he says

out loud

“Yea”

“I think I am”

“Going to miss it”

“Maybe I can”

“Just pay the bill”

and as he

lies there

pondering

that thought

once again

her phone

starts to

vibrate

on the little

table

by the door

he just

closes his

eyes

and thinks

of her…

 

Tom Allen…10-22-2017…

 

 

 


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