Only

It's not so bad anymore,
only hurts when she breathes,
only haunts her at night
and in daytime, when the emptiness
gets to be too much, even for her.
She wants to wake up,
to go back a few months
to when it was only him and her,
but was it ever that way, really?
Or was it always only her,
in that unforseen shadow,
godforsaken and empty?
Has she always been here,
only here, never truly been
loved, or hated, or happy?

The tears won't come anymore,
they're gone with the rest of him,
everything he ever was,
gone and never coming back.
If only...