What Is Left? Poem by robbin nyakundi enigma

What is left? A wounded heart,
A frustrated mind…a troubled conscience
When we have said our goodbyes
And the dust is yet to settle.
When still our hearts ache and our souls yearn.
What is left? When there is so little to look forward to
And even less to look back at
How then do we take the first steps in opposite directions when all we have ever known was being together?

What is left? when the words “ I love you “ no longer come out right and your birthday resounds like a Monday morning?
When being myself no longer puts a smile on your face and I no longer look forward for a home cooked meal.

When I would rather have two for the road than have you in my arms.
Yes…….goodbye we said and so shall it be…..goodbye loved one of mine our worlds no longer intertwine….