#15. Minutes Behind.
Everything arrives just after it leaves.
She hears laughter
in rooms that were silent all day.
Finds warmth in a cup
after the tea has gone cold.
The dogs still rest at her feet,
but only when she isn’t looking.
She replies to messages
no one sends.
Every time she turns around,
someone has just stepped out.
She is not haunted.
She is simply
a few minutes behind
what mattered.
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