Endless Winter

There is no comfort...
No easy way to recover
...from the loss of you.
The first days were bad,
true, but not the worst.
For then I was crying
...out of disbelief.
Then my heart grieved
and I was all raw
...nerve endings...
vulnerable to everything.
It was as if part of me
...had died.
For me it is as if an
endless winter has set
in without you...
Nothing blooms anywhere.
It is a dark, soundless,
wordless, chasm...
I am so painfully vulnerable.
And it is so endless...
The worst is not being
able to care for...anyone
...anymore... I cannot
live on memories...alone.

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