Our time together was ephemeral
Fleeting, short lived.
We didn't live all the memories together I would have hoped for,
and only now do I realise - our time is over.
I breathe out my last sigh,
look over at the entangled sheets.
As a tear falls lightly onto the paper I realise I am drained.
You don't know the pain you've put me through,
you couldn't know.
You never asked,
I shouldn't have told.
I realise now I was chasing the wrong things.
My tears dry up.
Now only salty deposits encrusted on my face.
I sip my glass of water,