Loss

Loss is weird,

It twist and churns

Rippling the current

that is my reality.

For a while,

I was so fine,

I was okay with

The cards I was dealt.
 

I accepted what was—

Ripped away from my life.

Death taking away my person.

Taking away part of my soul,

While I continued to live.
 

It took away the one person—

I thought would live forever,

Because you never think

That your loved ones

Could pass on into the afterlife.

I thought time was on my side,

And I thought it would abide,

Allowing me more time

With my person.
 

Years have passed,

And my heart

Still aches.

Wishing upon stars

Does not help.
 

And I must move on.

But parts of me cannot.

Perhaps, will not.