You

I cannot find you anywhere
walking up and down
the tree-lined streets
there is everything to see
but you.

I imagined that all
your old familiar haunts
had closed down
too empty without you
everyone gone mourning

but moving toward the window
there is only the space
now empty of you
and full of others
living it up
as if you'd never been

I long to knock hard
on the glass
to cry out loud
to scream your name
remind them of your
infinite goodness
fearless loyalty
undying love
infectious laugh
devoted friendship
everything you gave your life to

but knocking doesn't happen
crying doesn't happen
screaming doesn't happen
no one will hear me

there is only this empty space
here
where you and I
have never been.