Sitting beside emptiness

I wasn't selfish, was I?
I didn't squander your precious time?
I wasn't calculating, was I?
I didn't bind you with excuses?

With the one you love beside you...
perhaps, right now, you are utterly content.
Thinking these thoughts... I was well,
I am still well, even now.

How much did my death pain you?
Don't dwell on such things anymore—
I'm not dwelling either...

Why can't the dead tear through the wall of thought?
This terrible silence no longer
pleases me.

Will you come, just once?
Sit beside me in the cool air?
I know this hollow quiet is more than you can bear.