Diet Coke (Poem)

Your ghost still journeys through London 
Your spirit never left this house 
I'll cook dinner and start talking to no one 
I’ll ask a question 
And wonder why you didn’t respond
I saw your shadow at the grocery store
The irises in the market still echo your name
I got home and realized I bought diet coke
I hate diet coke
But you always cracked one open at 6:18 pm
You said it was because your dad had one with every sunset
I don’t think I could ever drink them
Or give them away
I definitely can’t return them
So I guess they will sit in the garage 
Just where they always are
And they will continue to be here until your presence graces me once again
You can still take your shoes off at the door
You can stay around for a while
They will be there for when you decide to come back
I hope you come back