Grieving

i miss you in a way that makes it hard to breathe.
you became part of my beating heart.
distancing myself from you is like
walking away from the warmth of the sun
into the coldest of nights.

i ache for you in a way that makes my eyes water.
a constant dull yearning just under
the skin that i cannot reach to sooth.
every piece of me longs for the sound of
your voice and the touch of your cheek.

ahhh, to have fallen in love
only to find that i am alone
was the death of hope.
hope does not live in my heart for you.
such hope would bring only despair.
i grieve for hope's death.
i grieve.