There was life before you.
There was
air
in my lungs.
...There was even love.

Can you even fathom it?
I knew love before you?
I knew the warmth of
firm
hands

and

the racing of a
happy
heart.

I was no neophyte romantic-

You just reshaped me-
restructured a
fraction
of my world.

You became my weakest foundation,
and when I fell...
so did your fidelity.

My,
we fell so hard.

But while you fall into empty arms,
I fall into hopeful futures.

I'm learning to
live again.
And someday...
I'll even re-learn to love.

There is life after you.
There is
air
in my lungs.

Why, there will even be love.