I knocked, then twice, but no one was home, Just coffee's scent, lingering on its own. That old aroma starts to fade away, Like all the moments I can't relive today. Inside, I picture, the calendar on the wall, Frozen on a date, where time began to stall. The day you left, marked with a heavy line, The day I wished you were still mine. Your chair sits empty, like the space you left Like the photos I can't bear to check My fingers trace your smiles on the screen, As the words trapped in my throat start to scream. I tell myself, "I'll visit soon, another week." A promise broken, with words I couldn't keep. Now when only ringing is heard, I have nothing to say. The price of waiting, was a burden to pay Too late to say hello it seems, My message got lost in the silent streams Your phone still rings, an empty sound But it's different, now you're not around