The tavern was empty tonight.85Please respect copyright.PENANAbUXKoc02WU
And I felt full.
Not with sorrow.85Please respect copyright.PENANAzf0lIY3RxH
Not with joy.
Just… full of something that wanted to speak, but had no mouth.85Please respect copyright.PENANACXFaftgHCQ
So I brewed nothing. I sat. I wrote.
And the words came without names:
I love,85Please respect copyright.PENANA9Kx6jonlxE
I Love,85Please respect copyright.PENANAiPv1Ajzgld
I love,85Please respect copyright.PENANAJ6yqIElDiD
I love…85Please respect copyright.PENANATfuQXVyOgp
I love,85Please respect copyright.PENANAjNarmmGa4s
I love…85Please respect copyright.PENANALl4wDcKlO4
I love.
No guest. No face. No story walked through the door.85Please respect copyright.PENANABnMsPRetQf
But each time I wrote it, I saw someone.
A stranger who once sang to the spoons.85Please respect copyright.PENANANCTBxqWFwi
A woman who left a single feather behind.85Please respect copyright.PENANA8X2hg8kTzT
A boy who never spoke, but always listened.85Please respect copyright.PENANA2ASTUknZjO
A hand that trembled. A voice that cracked.85Please respect copyright.PENANA4CI8IUkCXo
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,85Please respect copyright.PENANA0grzDnnezo
and it did not flicker.85Please respect copyright.PENANAdkHkqgnPYP
It bowed.
If no one walks in tomorrow, that will be fine.85Please respect copyright.PENANAFuYYWqaDL3
The tavern is already full.
And so am I.
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