Your Departure

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I remember that fateful day vividly

I could feel joy leaving me as you departed

My love now mixed with loneliness

My soul drowning with melancholy.

What did I do wrong?

Did I give too much?

Did I lack understanding?

Or is this one of life’s twisted jokes

Leaving me here all alone without your touch.

I prayed to find such a mesmerizing soul

I promised to love you forever

Yet you are now gone.

Why do the Gods punish me?

Granting me my desire only to take away

They let me taste a piece of heaven

And now I’m left with this eternal pain.

A wreck of a man is what I am now

Downcast, pensive, gloomy

Emptiness now lives through me.

Since the day you left

I’ve learned all there is about suffering

I have a life which is not mine

For my heart stopped living when you left

Now all I can do is cry.

My body hurts at the thought of what lies ahead

I had to learn to bear your absence

Yet everyday I keep hoping for your return.

Where once I could write sonnets

Now there is only empty pages

My words have turned into a cry for help

I ache to see you again.

I live to love you

to touch you,

Yet I am drowning in a sea of tears.

Empty bottles of bitter wine

Trying to match the pain I feel inside.

My smile has vanished

I am inconsolable

Each day I die a little more

This agony invades my soul

For I am no longer the recipient of your love.

I live only on the outside

For without you I am dead

Won’t you hear my cries?

Come back and bring me back to life.

Yet despite all my protests

I know now it’s too late

You are in someone else’s arms

I am left to my wretched fate.

I take another sip to numb the pain

As it bitterness hits me

Things become so clear

I become aware of my foolish thinking

For you were never meant to be caged

You were never meant to stay

Realization hits me one more time

I am no longer yours

And you were never mine.

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By Sofia Falcone

I believe, with quiet fervor, that one soul can shift the course of many. I write not from abstraction, but from the raw immediacy of lived experience and learned studies - from the labyrinth of my own challenges, triumphs, questions and awakenings. In offering the contours of my inner world, I hope to awaken in others a remembrance of their own power, their own unclaimed wholeness.

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