Memory

Last night,
I reached for you.
Not out of habit,
but hope.

The sheets were cold.
The space beside me,
louder than silence.

I closed my eyes
to find you in dreams,
but memories came instead
warm, stubborn,
unforgiving.

Your skin, your breath,
your weight against mine.
I remember it all.

And still,
memory doesn’t fill the space
where you should be.

Author's Note

This is just a raw thought that occured to me so i thought of sharing it with you

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

beautiful! sublime, universal and so relateable to me... i especially like how your poem contrasts the difference between memories sparked hope, not habit ... brilliant says i!! simply brilliant ... long lived relationships ingrain out thoughts out of carved roads walked together ... when that is shattered and we know it's over ... oh how difficult ... for a while we do hold out hope that they come back ... so difficult ... nice work Neha!
E.

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you so, so much. Your words mean more than you know. You understood the heart of the poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

At my age, I have so many memories...of those who passed by me, and those who passed on.
They feel a large space and yet it feels like a void.
Oh the weight of that.
I like this poem.
j.

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you for sharing your truth... and for finding something in the poem that spoke to you.

[John the Baptist]

If this is a story of loss, I hope it's temporary. Memories can only be surrogates for so long. Beyond that, there is only mourning.

[Neha agrawal]

Beautifully said. I think you're right memories can carry us only so far before the ache returns.

[ETERNITY]

This is genuine feeling. The loneliness sincere.
I think we all have felt this.
Thank you for sharing.

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you so much for your kind words. It's comforting to know that this feeling resonates with others too.

[Soren]

I feel the void and emptiness in this poem. Sad it speaks of loss and loneliness. Well written

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you so much😊

[Amanda Renee]

I just read this again, it is really so beautifully written and I (and I'm sure so many others) can relate. Thank you for putting a feeling that is hard to describe into words to let others know that they are not alone in feeling this way. I especially loved the last stanza, with a shift in tone is so true.

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you deeply — your reflection means the world. It’s always humbling to hear that something I’ve written found a place in someone else’s experience.

[MCS]

The longing in these words is palpable. Well penned dear poet

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you — your words mean a lot. Longing has a way of threading itself through the lines whether we invite it or not, doesn’t it? Grateful you felt it. 🌙🖋️

[Buddhistboy73]

A nicely penned emotional journey here....:)

Yeah memories can be thing huh!
This flows well and you get the sense of how the writer feels towards this person that has evoked these emotions.....

Thanks for sharing..

BB73

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you so much — really appreciate your kind words. 😊
Yes, memories have a strange way of clinging to us — soft at first, then suddenly sharp. I'm glad the emotion came through in the flow; sometimes all we can do is try to shape the chaos into something that speaks. Thanks again for reading and feeling it with me.

[Buddhistboy73]

You're welcome....I've written a couple of new poems so feel free to stop by and check them out...:)

BB73

[Neha agrawal]

Sure! I would love to

[poetic swan]

So soft and haunting. The way you wrote absence as something physical hit deep. Beautifully done

[Neha agrawal]

Thank you so much — that means a lot. Sometimes absence really does feel like something you can touch, like a weight in the room or a shape in the bed. I’m glad it resonated with you in that way.