Why is it, love, that you have flown
and left no touches, hugs, or kisses?
Now, I'm feeling left alone.
*
Our love -- developed, nurtured, grown,
was one of my life's biggest blisses.
I don't enjoy being left alone.
*
Your humor, the best I'd ever known,
one more thing that everyone misses.
I don't like being left alone.
*
I'll somehow make it on my own
despite the empty-feeling premises.
I really don't like being left alone.
*
Your absence chills me to the bone
and leaves me with unanswered wishes.
I cannot stand being left alone.
*
The silence is a constant drone,
and now I have but reminisces
of each and every milestone.
Now, I despise being left alone.
**
For my late husband, may he rest in peace.
About the Creator
Julie Lacksonen
I'm a soon-to-be retired music educator - 39 years at the same school. One more! I enjoy writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.
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