He saw her through the dark days
It took time
But time was all he had
The battle, he was  winning
He could plan the future
Small steps
But steps nonetheless
They would walk, talk
He wouldn’t rush
The critical time would come
The second breakdown
He would be ready
Had to be
The pouring of grief trickling,
Flowing quicker,
Then the torrent
It was hell on earth
Described like an exorcism
She would sleep now
He could relax
Regain his thoughts
Plan the next step
He was in a positive mood
He went to check on her
No sign
His heart began to beat faster
Logic was lost
Run and search
Not panicking, but panicking
Blind panic now
Tears were flowing
In his mind he saw it
Dismissed it
Find her, keep searching
She was gone, he knew
Hated himself
He sat down in despair
She was watching him
Trying to take his pain
Reassure him
Take the burden away
It would take time
But time was all she had now
She was released
The pain had gone.