Days
before
you
threw
out
everyone,
laying
on
the
couch
so
still,
there
was
a
lull --
a
quiet
space
opened
up
I
could
come
to
you
get
down
on
my
knees
next
to
you
and
pour
out
my
heart
to
thank
you
for
all
the
years
of
goodness
to
me
and
you
saying
nothing
but
touching
your heart
your
hands
moving
out
to
me
as
if
to
say,
"me
too"
in
silent
blessing
I
could
have
melted
into
the
floor
then
and
there.