New year?

And so it ends

Like it began

Quietly

Unknown to us all

Like a breeze that does the waltz

Through an empty house

To be fair, you did warn me

The thought of losing you (prematurely)

Never made me feel this way

It never filled me with the sense of dread

I sometimes wake up with

Or swallow with my morning cup of tea

Or trap in a clenched fist

Or season my food with

The thought of losing you never occurred to me

Even though you told me right at the beginning

That you already had one foot out the door

there's no winning

The thing about finally getting your hands on something

You've always wanted

Is that you must now live with the constant fear

Of having to let go of that something