The loss of Sunshine darkens my soul.

The defeat of Hope, once more, is crushing.

Left alone in a bleak world, I drag myself in and out of bed.

Lying in the sheets, aware of the coldness, left without arms to hold me, I reach for what was.

Tears fall as I stand in my empty kitchen. I hear the echo of food and conversation.

I am too much and not enough at the same time. A risk, that is best not taken.

I close my eyes and feel the familiar onslaught of heartache and loneliness.