#tsoa poem
so many times i have lain awake in silence,
hands pawing at the emptiness seated within my ribs
as though they knew that i am never myself without you.
so many times i have whispered your name,
the only part of you that i possess,
in hopes that it will satiate the desire i have for you
growing in me.
so many times i have wished for this day to come;
when my love is fully returned,
and my heart now whole as you offer me the half of yours.
so many times i have prepared myself for you,
but nothing ever prepared me for the loss that love would bring with it too.
— this is what i will lose
i have imagined a thousand lives that i would live when he is gone,
but none of them bore enough happiness
to make his death worth everything the prophecies spoke of.
ah, i thought,
there would be nothing left for me in this world.
i turn to my side and watch him sleep.
my love, i will follow you in death.
(“As for the goddess’s answer, I did not care. I would have no need of her. I did not plan to live after he was gone.” - pg 188)