Spaces filled yet so unoccupied
The space before me is filled, yet it has no occupant
The time has passed and all that is is of absence and minused filling
The time has caused my memories to be the only thing that fills this vacancy
I am looking at a life gone by and a life waiting for fulfillment
Evident of what was and is no more
The spaces in my head filling up with the events which have passed
I am here and I have lived here left my mark my unremovable prints on everything in sight

That which was bearable and that which bore me
I am in this place of reminiscence
An inescapable leap and bounds of memories and un-letted go of emotional attaches which make this so hard to do…leave.
I occupy this space as much as it has occupied me… it’s so empty yet so full