I say I don't know how to <br />breathe without you as you <br />leave, your return unknown, <br />unwise, unfair <br /> <br />I prepare myself <br />for the surge of tears, <br />the cry of <br />my heart <br />no sounds, only <br />the empty weight <br />anchors <br />me to the spot <br />on the floor <br />where I have puddled <br />in your wake.<br /><br />Deb Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leaves-gathered/
