The Joy of Loneliness

She leaves the driveway once more,

Finally dropping out of sight, as my arm waves less frantically,

Knowing she cannot see it in the mirror any longer,

And must listen carefully for her sad heartbeat,

To feel the loneliness that will endure once again.

 

A loneliness enwrapped in love, available eternally.

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