The Pain of Your Departure

Taking it in stride, the pain of your departure.

Accepting this new reality proves troublesome,

for without you, I feel at a loss.

Your impressiveness and beauty are unmatched,

and impossible to replicate.

How can you be replaced?

Peace and love were in abundance,

but sitting alone, I now long for your affection.

Will it be possible to face this world without you?

Left unaccompanied, I begin to wonder.

Is it you I long for,

or perhaps what you had given me?

Desire for love has surged after your departure,

as you’ve left me with an all-encompassing, malignant void.

Finding a replacement for you is paramount, but how, and when?

Crippled, I sit in agony – this void, spreading through me.

Not just flesh, but bone is becoming necrotic.

Underneath the weight of my pain, I crumble.