Half
You were lost for so long, and without you
to guide, protect, love me,
I wandered. But I still remembered. Then
I found you again, only to be lost
for good. Cold fills our empty house,
a taunting reminder of what used to be.
Only shadow of laughter and
joy remain, while grief and
sorrow threaten to overtake everyone
and everything. Sadness rips to my heart
by the blade of a nonexistent dagger,
tearing through the outer shell, revealing the
unprotected inside that yearns for
one last touch, smile,
"I love you,"
but it never comes, never will, I can never forget.
Out of habit, I still cook for two,
when only one will dine, your vacant chair
will never be filled.
