Steeled myself to sort out my wife’s art class stuff today…been putting it off. Brought back so many memories seeing the pictures she did…and the ones she never finished 
. Something just hit me…and this poem came out…a hard day…hope you can relate…
Five months into my second year
And one thing is becoming clear
The tears I cry are all in vain
My life can never be the same
My heart is broke, my will is bent
…“miss you so much”, my sole lament
Somehow I must accept what’s true
To carry on, but without you
Horrific truth, but you are dead
…and all that I can say’s been said
However much I scream and cry
That you are gone, I can’t deny
Reality so hard to see
…you’ll never be back here with me
To change what is cannot be done
I’m still here but you are gone
This awful fact I find so hard
To understand, it breaks my heart
It should be me that died, not you
So much left for you to do
That you are gone and I’m still here
…the very thought fills me with fear
If fate decreed you’d be set free
We should have gone in unity
But we went our separate ways
One must go, the other stays
So I’ll remain here by myself
…no substitutes…there’s no one else
And so my life meanders on
The meaning to it all but gone
A constant cry from off the floor
…don’t want to do this anymore
But what to do, I’ve no idea
To live my life without you near
My path layed out…you’re not involved
…a paradox that can’t be solved
…ever…
