while you were out

13 Jun

i left piles, made messes, but always closed the blinds.
i ran errands, a few miles, and the air conditioner plenty.

i spoke softly, around noon, to the first person i saw each day.
sometimes the mailman or a phone call, once accidentally at the morning news.
you would have laughed, too,
at me and the faux pas.

i stayed up later, unsure, of the creaks and the whir of the fan.
the sound machine sounds different from your side of the bed.

i watched t.v. – too much – seasons and seasons of a latest addiction.
i cried for fictional texas strangers & jumped at the neighbor’s bike starting.
i took out the recycling.
i walked alone.

i was mostly fine, with just enough time, to think myself under a rock.
especially at night,
when the stillness settled thick,
i wondered myself to sleep.

where were you?
what time was it?
were you comfortable and at peace?
what new vistas would change the way you see while i sleep?

as i checked the lock or shopped for one,
i couldn’t help but smile . . .
for the minute by minute truths your awayness brought home:
how much i am me,
home is home,
and this life is as sweet as it is,
because you’re mine.

****

posted in anticipation of a late night airport pick up after 2 weeks away.

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7 Responses to “while you were out”

  1. andrea June 13, 2011 at 9:39 am #

    this made me all teary-eyed and stuff. i love this. excited for you for your love to come home.

    • dearabbyleigh June 13, 2011 at 9:40 am #

      thanks friend. me too on all of the above. hope your girl is feeling many times better today!

  2. Ashleigh Baker June 13, 2011 at 10:59 am #

    It’s that late-night thinking that gets ya, isn’t it? The too-quiet time to contemplate. Though it does create a deep need for mucho writing…

    • dearabbyleigh June 13, 2011 at 11:00 am #

      so true, ab. the thoughts breed like little rabbits when there’s no one to bounce them off of. you know this.

  3. Shawn Somerfield June 13, 2011 at 2:47 pm #

    Love this one, Abby…your writing is wonderful. I FELT that one. Miss you.

    • dearabbyleigh June 13, 2011 at 3:24 pm #

      thank you so much for reading, shawn. i get so jealous that emily still sees you guys from time to time. come visit the mid-atlantic some time :).

  4. Emily Rose June 13, 2011 at 9:49 pm #

    that one was delicious :) thanks for sharing, sister!

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