Probably
we will never get to see each other again
Perhaps
the weather will never be fine again
Maybe
I will not laugh again  
Clearly
my sorrow will always be there
Definitely
life will never be the same
Certainly
you would feel sorry for me
if you could Possibly ever read this
Obviously
you deeply miss me too

I lag
behind everything
I just hang
breathing
fall back
creeping
lack
sleeping
a constant jet lag
and heart seeping
makes me gag
for one thing
I nag
needing
you

Pulling my hair
out to find the pair
of the sock and stare
at the big pile where
the other pair is I swear
in despair
it is not there
I stop and play solitaire
with a frown and glare
as if I am unaware
that life is unfair
the unfound sock does not even impair

I will take my hands off you
no longer will I worry
don't you hurry
you are already getting blurry
you are now free

death-struck love
we have been shot twice
one in the head
one in the heart
massive bullet holes
and life-threatening wounds
I drove us to the hospital
the doctor told "we would live"
but "we would bleed forever"