Emty chair

He wakes up in the silence,

Coffee cup still in its place,

Two voices used to fill this room,

Now it’s just an echo, just empty space.

He keeps the phone beside him,

Hoping somehow it will ring,

But the line stays quiet,

And the weight of loss cuts everything.

There’s an empty chair across the table,

A story left untold.

A bond unbreakable, now fragile,

Memories growing cold.

He’s a broken man, holding pieces,

Of a life that’s out of hand.

Lost his friend so suddenly,

And he can’t learn how to stand.

The laughter lingers faintly,

Like shadows on the wall,

He reaches out instinctively,

But no one’s there to catch his fall.

The nights are growing longer,

The days all look the same,

He whispers to the darkness,

Calling out his friend’s name.

There’s an empty chair across the table,

A story left untold.

A bond unbreakable, now fragile,

Memories growing cold.

He’s a broken man, holding pieces,

Of a life that’s out of hand.

Lost his friend so suddenly,

And he can’t learn how to stand.

How do you carry half a soul,

When the other’s gone away?

How do you sing the melody,

When silence wants to stay?

There’s an empty chair across the table,

But the love will never fade.

Though the world feels unstable,

He still walks the path they made.

A broken man, but still he’s breathing,

With a memory in his hand.

Lost his friend so suddenly,

But someday he’ll understand.