Crushed

They say never miss the person only miss the moments

Photographs etch a reflection of a setting
Photos come to life like hung in Hogwart halls
But people never fail to disappoint


Back to the spot, standing in the place
That was so much larger without carrying the weight
Now empty and bare, stare, at what was once there
But find nothingness to fill the space




Cherish her presence
Rush between the ribcage
Us
Sentiments meant
Hammered

Crushed