Paintingwomansad

The tears are being shed, as the loss moves through her empty soul.

The void is physical, a hollowness in her belly, an ache in her heart.

Even when you know it’s right, saying goodbye to a lover is…

A month, a year, a decade of togetherness.

Memories made that promise to haunt, and she knows they surely will.

Even when you know it’s right, saying goodbye to a lover is…

This holiday he’s missing, one less gift given, one less received.

This holiday he’s with someone else, or alone, and he is missed.

Even when you know it’s right, saying goodbye to a lover is…

She thought, so often, I’m alive, I never want this to end.

She thought, so often, this isn’t working, it shouldn’t be this hard,

Even when you know it’s right, saying goodbye to a lover is…

Somehow wrong.

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