In this lonely confusion, I find that I wander.
I search to find no trace of what once was before.
In distance, I find that the heart grows somber.
Loneliness rings wordlessly at my core.

I listen out for an echo of their remnants.
I hear naught but the sound of solitude.
Implacable lives this sense of dependence.
In the absence of familiarity, I live to brood.

Bound to a beginning and an end;
Time shared was more than a gift.
Fated to disappear around the bend;
In their passing, perspectives shift.

Misery loves company, so it is said.
In my misery, they were mine.
My lonesome heart feels filled with lead.
Moments once shared did shine.

Parting is such a sorrow.
There is more bitter to it than sweet.
I will wake up to face the morrow;
Alone and incomplete.