I hope when he goes He knows He will be the subject of my poetry And the center of my affections Till all else dwindles away And the emotions Like him Disappear into the deep darkness Inside the hollow place Under my skin And beneath my cage of human bone I hope he knows My affirming words were real- When I wrote or spoke And so was my happiness- During our time And all the sorrow- When he leaves For indeed, The sorrow, Will be the most deep set reality of all. Though he might never see it for himself. After all, That is what happens when you leave someone.