After years of sharing your life with someone: all thoughts, laughter, and sorrow;
You sit back in fear of the unknown,
What will you think: who will you be tomorrow?
You bare your soul on an email because when you say the words out loud, It’s as though someone else is speaking.

But I want to hear you speak even if your voice shakes.
As words sputter and breath is scarce;
I want to see the shame and failure on your face...
I need to know you once had loved me for goodness sake....
You walk in jovial from work, like nothing had taken place.
The presence of our once happy union-too soon will be erased.
You sat down and poured a glass of whiskey: letting go really isn’t that hard.... it would seem.