Buffeted by winds

Is how her soul feels

She’s in their bedroom

But alone by the sea

Is where her spirit flees

Not knowing what to do

Unable to speak the words

Unable to lift

This weight in her core

How was she to say it?

Dread pulled at her some more

She would have to say it

She whispers,

“I don’t love you anymore”

Copyright 2017-Vivian Zems