wounded heart
missing her
her temper
her stare
her secrets
her eyes
everything about her
made everything else
bearable
and now
that seat beside him
is empty
no response
no laughter
no one to call home
in a place
where home is who you love
gone
he grieves for her
and only wishes
he could have said goodbye
but even then
she still would be gone
he will never have that moment
that one last word
that one last look
that says
you know how i feel
i love you
and i hate that you aren't here anymore.
trying to gather strength
and feeling the energy leave with her
he is sad
and almost inconsolable
a dream
the kind you cry about
because you wanted it to be real
and thought it was
and then realize
that sometimes good things stop
and there's nothing you can do
tears and hurting
he hugs himself
and hates that its not enough
feeling abandoned
feeling responsible
what does he do with these left over feelings
losing someone
rips a place in your heart
that takes forever to heal
nothing is worse
nothing anyone can say
devastating
this place just wont feel the same now.
