My other half's absence was never so obvious.
I had to learn how to not expect her presence beside me as I sat, walked, breathed.
I quickly grew tired of this void.
Piano notes, lonesome and spread apart. No chords. No harmony.
A single voice is dull compared to the weaving of melodies sung by a duet of voices.
This bird chirped all on its own.
His love beyond earshot of his beckoning call.
He knew somewhere that their eyes saw the same sun.
He knew that they fell asleep with the same moon hanging above in the blanket of night that once held them warm as they sang with overflowing hearts.
Daytime television.
Dull; passing the time in monotony.
Sifting through moments after having previous experienced such euphoric enlightenment.
Life's luster grew faint as its shine was extinguished with her departure.
Happiness, sadness.
Such sudden opposites experienced causes nausea, maybe vomiting like hot drink following the cold.
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