Lost Tether

I weep for you still.
That invisible indestructible
elastic
tether
that once strung our hearts together
is gone.
It's taken me months to realize
I'm like a balloon without a string
. . . or a girl without her mother.
No more sitting close to you on the loveseat
holding your hand.
Standing shoulder to shoulder
in the kitchen
cooking or cleaning up.
Your absence grips me
ambushes me
soaking my pillow with tears
I once feared ghosts
but now wait for them
Hope for them.
Hope for you.

KGM
7-12