This Inevitable Bad Ending Poem by Loraine Lotter

Eating away at my wellbeing,
I am strained by your absence.
In the depth of your emotion,
I can sense no more of a rapture.

Quietly in the darkness
of this four-walled, empty room,
you failed to catch the last tear I cried.
We failed, because of you.

I would have given my life,
would have done anything for you,
just to make you smile,
to make you see we could push through.

But somehow when my back was turned
you got swallowed from my sight.
now the only thing I can hold onto
is the emptiness that cradles me at night.