The Sound of Departure
by Mae Pike
· 28/12/2025
Published 28/12/2025 17:15
The click of the latch, a final sigh,
trailing footsteps, as she waves goodbye.
Light slips through the crack left ajar,
a ghost of her laughter, now echoing far.
I sit in the silence, this room grown wide,
wondering how she’ll dance with the tide.
Memories spiral like dust in the beam,
a door that just closed, a heart in between.