You

You.

Your eyes reflected

The rolling hills

Of our promised future.

Your smile was

My abode,

My comfort.

Your touch rendered

Me defenseless,

Casting your spell

Over my senses.

But the comfort you once gave me

Dissipates swifter than a fog.

Your eyes,

Once filled with

Fabricated emotion,

Are cold and unfeeling.

Your promises

Once whispered,

Soul to soul,

Are lost

In the echoes

Of my ears.

The touch

I mistook

For love

Renders me a fool.

Me.

Alone

In the confinement

Of my room.

My mind wanders,

My ears echo.

I am drowning,

Lost in the space between,

Yearning for a comfort

That never existed.

Except that it did;

I had been looking

In the wrong place.

True comfort and peace

Burns from within

My soul.

Like a hearth,

It required tending

But with time,

It burns brighter

Than any bonfire.

The comfort you gave me

Is gone,

Replaced with

Strength,

Perseverance,

Self-love,

Faith,

And inner solace.

My comfort

Is fueled

By your absence.