I woke up today
Not to trains
But to the mowing of a lawn
I woke up not to you
But only me alone
Things are different here
It's hard to believe
Only hours ago
I was laughing
Reflecting
Your smile
Searching for
Or hiding the words
Not to ruin everything
I miss you now
I taste your memory repeating
I knew it would be hard
Apart again
But is there any way to prepare for longing?