Now The Silence Sits
Poem
By Jim Gandolf
©️08012026
Silence sits a little heavier now in the spaces where your laughter used to land.
I catch myself looking over my shoulder, forgetting for a split second, about to tell you something funny, something mundane, something that only you would understand.
The world keeps moving at its relentless pace, clocks ticking, suns setting, traffic humming by, unaware that a piece of my world stopped cold. It feels unfair how quiet the earth remains when a voice that bright just goes quiet.
I miss the easy rhythm of our days, the unspoken language built over years, the way we could share a whole conversation with just a single, knowing look.
Now, you live in the quiet corners of my mind— in a familiar song coming over the radio, in the sudden warmth of an old memory, in the habits I picked up just from being around you.
I am learning that grief is just love with nowhere to go, so I will carry it. I will hold onto the joy of having known you at all, even when the missing hurts.
You were here, you were loved, and as long as I am breathing, a part of you remains.
Jim Gandolf
P.S. We argued, stood by each other, danced in the rain together, we fought together, and faced adversity in every way. So many memories are still with me over you.
Now The Silence Sits
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