Sitting in a comfortable home

Thoughts swirling in my head

My anchor is long gone

Yet he remains

In my heart.

I sit with a pen

Tapping it on my notebook

Wishing for one minute with him

But right now

All I can do

Is sit and write of our love

What all he means to me

Everything he’s done for me

Furiously

Until I forget to breathe.

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