The Clean Up

I'm losing her.
She doesn't know it yet herself.
But it's there, plain for all to see.
Life's been replaced with love, that's been replaced with death.

I'm losing her
And there's nothing I can do about it.
She was mine, but for a brief spell where she confounded me with her charm and her wit.
Her heart and her mind; her laughter and her love

I'm losing her.
I used to be her darling, her song.
Her waking breath and her nightly prayer;
Her working day and her sleepless night.

I'm losing her
To one who was always there.
In whose arms she'll run to forever more
While I embrace the cold shackles of the remnants of my past.

I'm losing her.
She was the one. She still is. And she always will be.
And though she's chosen him in her mind, her heart will always be mine.
To serve and to keep. To worship with solitude and meekness. To love unconditionally until the end of time.

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