I used to flirt with the idea of your absence.
Figuring that I’d miss our conversations or your company.
I knew I would survive.
It’s what I’ve always done best.
What I couldn’t have known-
A variable I never took into account-
Was that your love would become vital to me.
That without it…
Without it, all I would do is survive.
In your absence…
The profound difference our love has made in me has left a gaping hole,
I pray time will fill.