wasn't something she could describe.
She felt him in all of her,
Hope grew in places she
had forgotten, or perhaps
Had never known
She never ceased in her
wonderment of him....
he was, to her,
the compilation of everything right.
The love in her heart was a recent capture.
She felt it in every fiber,
her great love of him...
the wholeness , HE,
by being none other than himself,
filled her entire being.
however, a change, great, and destructive...
and he was lost to her, a pain too great to bear
Her longing for him was miserable to watch..
her search for him..
unbearable to her broken heart
as her naked sobs,
as they tore apart the great mountain ranges,
oceans dried up ...
the forests ran away from her...
so horrible was the despair
hearing her torment, her sobs of agony,
the great hearts of the universe
ceased to beat, and the worlds,
now off course,
began to collide.
her loss of him was the
destruction of the
the loss of all hope.