The Afterwards of Life, Begins Here, a Poem

Moving on with life, after losing someone who’s, a significant other to us, the days, they dragged, on, but it’s still, going, on, until fate’s done with us, too…translated…

Do You Know, that You’d, Endowed Me with a, Gift?

I Can Precisely Predict, Who

I Shall Never Meet up Again

In This, Lifetime——————

No Need to Intentionally Lose Touch

Everything Will Happen, as It’s, Supposed, to

In the Current Day, the Internet Age

Losing Contact is Nothing More than, a Lie

The Truth is Not Wanting to Get Back in Touch—Since You’d Left

those who were, survived…left in grief, over their loved ones who’d been, lost…photo from online

I’d Often, Run Toward the High Places of the Open Spaces

Casting My Sight Toward the Ends of the Skies, Imagined that I Could Actually See You

On that Whitened, Horizon—but Of Course

I Know, that I Can’t

I Knew Well, that I Got My Final Look of You on that, Day—

And Ever Since, I’d Been, Gifted with This, Talent

To Have the Light from the Fates, Shine Down on My, Desolate, Nights

A Moment that Came, I’d Even, Come to Understand, that Since You’d Left

This is the Start of the First Day of the Rest of My, Life

The Days Won’t be Long

But I Still Have to, Live Out all the Days of Joys, of Sorrows I’m, Allotted

So, this is, how it is, being the one, left behind, in the world, when we lose our significant other in our lives (i.e. a spouse, a life partner), it’s never easy, but, we are still, here (on earth), and we must, try our best, to get on with the rest of our lives, knowing, that fate has plans for us, that we’re still here, because there are still what we need to finish, but hadn’t, yet…