The tavern was empty tonight.78Please respect copyright.PENANAAvdOrsj6sa
And I felt full.
Not with sorrow.78Please respect copyright.PENANAXs2HXVVsBH
Not with joy.
Just… full of something that wanted to speak, but had no mouth.78Please respect copyright.PENANAYpjTqD6Lef
So I brewed nothing. I sat. I wrote.
And the words came without names:
I love,78Please respect copyright.PENANAtL9CYqLzrh
I Love,78Please respect copyright.PENANAHrn7mJZNVy
I love,78Please respect copyright.PENANANssdgsTnhD
I love…78Please respect copyright.PENANAmK9XmOPch0
I love,78Please respect copyright.PENANAnIXJB89Mra
I love…78Please respect copyright.PENANA92HDEHcxSI
I love.
No guest. No face. No story walked through the door.78Please respect copyright.PENANACQNKGuKi4S
But each time I wrote it, I saw someone.
A stranger who once sang to the spoons.78Please respect copyright.PENANACRQDkwa3fY
A woman who left a single feather behind.78Please respect copyright.PENANAD22yCkjaOo
A boy who never spoke, but always listened.78Please respect copyright.PENANALx7D5VdOWz
A hand that trembled. A voice that cracked.78Please respect copyright.PENANAaEcbylSkB4
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,78Please respect copyright.PENANArwrZzBvfmQ
and it did not flicker.78Please respect copyright.PENANAhhBtEGPwsk
It bowed.
If no one walks in tomorrow, that will be fine.78Please respect copyright.PENANAVitE9yYnYO
The tavern is already full.
And so am I.
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