With Her Gone.

I never let
Her See..
how deeply
her Words cut
Me.
(because I
keep my Eyes
Empty.)
Or Speak
of Things
from The
Heart.
(in Fear
that All is
Ending.)
_

I write
Novels
in a few
Paragraphs..
and She
reads
them in
minutes,..
filling
The Morning
Hours up with
Laughs!

(an Angels
way of showing
Forgiveness.)
__

I'll never
tell her How
much she
means...
for to do
so would
be to admit
that I am
Weak..or
more emotional
than I let
on.
__

But
(in
truth)
I
LOVE
Her
and
Always
Will.
__

(Thus My
Eyes are
now much
emptier with
Her Gone.)

J.Stephen.H.