Empty <br />I can’t picture his empty house <br />I can’t picture his house at all <br />I’ve never been there <br />But I imagine it as blue and white <br />A loving, happy family <br />But I’ve never met his family <br />Other than his little sister <br />Only twice, I made his phone ring <br />Empty <br />I can’t picture him leaving his life behind <br />As I don’t even know what his life is like <br />The only Alex I know <br />Shares a week with me in the summer <br />And for that week <br />Our lives are in sync <br />And our other lives are left behind <br />Empty <br />I can’t picture him scared <br />I’ve only known him as courageous <br />And daring <br />And everything I’d like to be <br />I can’t picture him hurt <br />And I don’t want to <br />Empty <br />Oh Rita, why can’t you leave him alone? <br />Nobody wants you around anyway<br /><br />Hannah Hampton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/empty-23/
