Tragically Missed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

He or she.
Them or they.
In love with a dead mate.
With feelings never to go away.

A severed relationship.
Coming too soon.
Ending too quick.
And leaving empty beds to a singleness,
Split in prolonging restlessness.

Weakening stength once declared unbroken.
Redefining a loss felt...
In body and mind.
But a word of this can not be spoken.

Pacing a trail mixed with empty visits,
And traumatic unhappiness.
With no one to find,
To occupy those treasured times.
Since a love like this...
Has been tragically missed.