No Cure

No Cure…

Rushed in
Admitted! Poked, probed, tested
Professional diagnosis
Incurable, untreatable
Heartbreak.
No asprin or vodka can heal this inner pain.
Caused by the loss of you.

Gone, no goodbyes, no thank yous, no I'm sorry
No nothing. Just your last breath
Heaven called you home and you went
You didn't ask if I wanted to come too.
But you are at peace.
In the broken entity of my heart you will always live.

Gone, no words, no reason, only empty closets
Home is now a house
Where memories, laughter, and love once lived
Now silence is amplified through these walls
No message of I'm good, safe, nothing.
From a lover, friend, should've been life long partner
Is it something I did, said, didn't do???
Nothing but a broken heart, memories and dirty laundry
You left me with
But I will survive, move on eventually
Hoping, wishing that you know I do love you
Until such, I seek a cure for this bleeding broken heart

I love you, miss you.