He held her arm
during their journey
She taught him
life
and how to love it.
They were one
and two
At the same time.
But now, here I write
about his loss.
Weird, I guess
I can hear a distant laugh
while looking at a soul who went from being one,
to two,
to half.
Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 10:22 AM UTC
He held her arm
during their journey
She taught him
life
and how to love it.
They were one
and two
At the same time.
But now, here I write
about his loss.
Weird, I guess
I can hear a distant laugh
while looking at a soul who went from being one,
to two,
to half.