Because You're Still Here

The very second you're gone, I feel your absence.
Our place is still. I'm seeing it for the first time
without motion.

I drink from your favorite mug.
I hold it the way you do, fingers
and palms wrapped around it
for warmth.
I play your music and lean in,
listening closely
for what you hear.

I've come to wrap myself around you because you're here.
Because you're still here,