Only Too Soon (Free Verse)

I.

I always loved the sound of the opening door…

Because when I would hear it opening before,

I used to see you come in, and you came with everything.

Now you are only but a memory—a memory that the sound brings.

The door opens with a screech that reminds me of you—

You were the one who always brightened up the blue;

You filled the corner that was devoid of life.

II.

You said that men are torn from civil strife,

But now I am torn apart to endure every listless night!

I sleep in this closed space with no one in sight.

The door opens. The door closes. The night is as empty as ever,

But night would always be night, even if man should live forever.

As I stand by the door each afternoon,

I shall remember the day you left only too soon.