The Person In Between

Written for a friend who came into my life at the perfect time, and has been there ever since.

Friend does not suit you,

it is too small a word;

there is not room to fit you in.

Few people have a person greater than this in their life

and don’t even know it is missing.

Life grows on the hope for friends and true love,

but there is a space in between that few can see

and even fewer can fill.

 

I never saw that hollow place,

I, too, never knew it existed.

Then you came in and sat down in a void

that had gone unnoticed until you stood in it.

Now I can look back and see that gap,

see the space that needed you in it.

 

For all my days I will be thankful,

thankful to be among the few who found the person in between,

thankful that God carved out that place just right to fit you in.

And I will always wonder how the years before

moved as they did, without you there.

 

Because now as I draw in my mind the years that lie before me,

in every scene, in every snapshot imagined,

somewhere, you are there.

Standing beside me, laughter that seems without end.

Sitting beside me, the right words in the worst times.

Or standing just behind me, support that is always there.

And sometimes, to others, you cannot be seen,

but to me you are always there, even when you aren’t.

Author's Note

I personally hate that two lines in the same stanza end with 'in it' but I can't figure out how to make it better without jumbling it all around.

Reviews

[Allie :)]

This is so powerful! I haven't read anything as bluntly descriptive, and stuffed with emotion before.
I read the title, and sorry for assuming, but thought it would be a fairly boring read, but when I began the 2nd stanza, it totally smacked me in the face, and was like, BAM!
In conclusion, it's a good piece!

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such powerful emotions in this. I think your write sounds fine just the way it is. I wouldn't change it.