The loss The LOSS The ache of empty Empty arms Empty heart Empty space where he used to be The ache of watching Everybody You love Hurt so badly Nothing NOTHING Will ever be the same She is facing the LOSS Even the hardiest humans Can never tame I cannot help her Neither can you We write impotent poetry Recall our favorite memories Dream of those wonderful days How it used to be When things were together And perfect Before we recognized that perfection For what it was We ******* about minor details Dog **** in the yard Taking too long in a line Flat tire Ran out of wine Such a privilege To ***** about little things Back when life was fine I have nothing to offer But my love And a few rhyming lines