The tavern was empty tonight.67Please respect copyright.PENANAXuO03gi0N1
And I felt full.
Not with sorrow.67Please respect copyright.PENANAkihjEsEj9T
Not with joy.
Just… full of something that wanted to speak, but had no mouth.67Please respect copyright.PENANAoVj4irVzyB
So I brewed nothing. I sat. I wrote.
And the words came without names:
I love,67Please respect copyright.PENANAdEw6S5nggo
I Love,67Please respect copyright.PENANAuZjvJVQFXi
I love,67Please respect copyright.PENANAHO57Ln5s1D
I love…67Please respect copyright.PENANAzMbN28aCQI
I love,67Please respect copyright.PENANAuz3dw5p0oc
I love…67Please respect copyright.PENANAG9Ogrw70xL
I love.
No guest. No face. No story walked through the door.67Please respect copyright.PENANAPXpFUpT7fK
But each time I wrote it, I saw someone.
A stranger who once sang to the spoons.67Please respect copyright.PENANApBxgbWkNGp
A woman who left a single feather behind.67Please respect copyright.PENANAvvGdrFiFbU
A boy who never spoke, but always listened.67Please respect copyright.PENANACSNHS0BW65
A hand that trembled. A voice that cracked.67Please respect copyright.PENANAqzNHAe0dmZ
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,67Please respect copyright.PENANA8LeIGO5mnI
and it did not flicker.67Please respect copyright.PENANAu0jEmitnZ1
It bowed.
If no one walks in tomorrow, that will be fine.67Please respect copyright.PENANATtOGT8vLPY
The tavern is already full.
And so am I.
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