My love,
Come back to me,
I beg you, speak again.
You died too soon,
So much left unsettled
that I am lost in confusion,
no resolution is possible now
all possibilities have died with you.

All our pain is now in vain.

We thought the pain would help us grow,
But the end of growth is death,
& you died,
& now can i grow
through the pain ?

The pain is all to me now,
No way to learn,
No room for anything but tears.