An Unwelcome Guest

I'm left choking

On the air

You stopped breathing

I'm left aching

My heart beating for us both

When people talk of death

It feels distant

It sounds wrong

No, this isn't death

More like transformation

You've gone away

Because I cannot touch you

But, you left your heart

I can still feel it

Beating within me

Tucked away within my chest

And I am

Marching

Running 

Sprinting

To get away from this

And to reach you, again

There's no destination

Only this

The deafening roar

Of my pain

This grief

A palpable thing

Almost, a living creature

He sits at the table

As I sip my coffee

He turns back the covers

As I fall into bed

He smiles gently

As the tears fall

Opening his hands

To collect them

He stares at me

Wih unfeeling eyes

With vast emptiness

I stare back

I haven't blinked in days

So, I am left

Not alone

But, a companion to grief

A donor 

To his greedy hands

There is nothing

More hollow

Than to share your life

With him

I know that

He will never leave

And relief will not be found

He will always be

An unwelcome guest

At my table