There’s nothing to wait for anymore

I buy his favorite wine
And wait
I drink the white wine that I like best
Put cheese and crackers on a plate
His chair is empty
I watch the door
The threshold he will cross
No more
His favorite soda is kept
In my house
Snug between the juice and the milk
The only drink here
That never runs out
But…
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