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.