It always happens this way,
Doesn't it?
She leaves
And then you are left here.
Alone.
With nobody left
To hold you
And smile at you.
God--that smile.
The smile that lights up every room
And that laugh you can hear a mile away,
In a good way.
Always in a good way.
But now that is gone.
And there is nothing I can do.
That is all.