And I ran out of metaphors
writing about losing you —
making it sound like a heartbreak,
so profound,
so beautiful.
the straight-out-of-the-films type.

But I lost you.
I lost you.
I lost you,
even the echoes know that now.

And I realized,
no words could make it sound less of an agony.
No words could make it beautiful.
No words could make it poetic.
No words could make it hurt less, darling.

I lost you.
I lost you.
I lost you.

And that was it.