Loneliness

My old companion…

an enemy in disguise.

She curled around me at night to sit with me in misery…

causing my tears to fall;

the emptiness filled with her presence.

She does not make a sound; she has no voice…

only the silent agony.

I met her when I was young;

but when he found me she disappeared …

The day she returned

I recognized her right away

as she stood there;

even with him in the same room she taunted me.

And now?

Her very presence swallows me whole.