Eighteen Years, hundreds of tears …

Eighteen years,
Hundreds of tears,
A big empty space,
Fathomless,

Scary,
Disblief,
Denial,
Confusion.
The unknown.

You’ll come home, right?
This can’t be it.
Where have you gone?
Why have you left me?
I can’t cope alone.
I want you near me.
This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.

It’s wrong,
Not right.
I need you and you need me.

I don’t understand,
Where have you gone?
This hurts so much,
It’s not how it’ supposed to be
I need you and you need me

Round and round these thoughts spin round.
My mind feels frozen, numb, exploding.
You went away and you’re not coming back
I understand, but I can’t believe it.
It’s too awful for words.
Too devastating to be real.
I can’t accept it.

You’ll come back, right?
This can’t be true.
This can’t be the end for me and you.

© 2019 Gill Tembo
Sunset on the Zambezi

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