You Poem by Christine K. Trease

I hold your sweater tightly to my face and inhale
I breathe you in
I see your coffee cup on the table
I rub it on my skin
I lie upon our bed
I caress your sheet
I wrap it tightly around me
I feel complete
I take your aftershave from the cabinet
I remove the lid
I shudder as emotion fills me, emotions
I should forbid
I feel a pain so sharp that it makes me wince
I know that it is surreal
I cannot bear this stabbing emptiness, but
I cannot control what I feel
I am nothing without you and so
I cry
I cannot live without you and so
I die