You were the hungry one.
You were the ornery one;
the haunted one that survived…
the only one I ever loved.
You were the hopeful one.
You were the faithful one;
the sacred one I waited for…
the only, only one.
Now I know without you
how the slow days go so lonely.
Now I know without you
how lonely days go slow.
Now I know how isolation
spreads everywhere like cancer.
Now I know how it feels to be
some fruit left on the vine…
long past picking time.
You were the precious one
I can’t let go of.
You were the cautious one
I couldn’t fool.
You left me lifetimes
to remember, darling.
Now I’m living lifetimes
of over-ripe regret.