Love Sick

1. My lovely wife has died. Heartbroken, I stumble through my day and when I find myself alone I find my grief there waiting for me to break my heart open again. 2. It would be enough to have lost her if the loss were like a grave that could be filled instead of a broken mirror an amputation the loss of an eye a knife in the throat an allergy to rooms an addiction to tears. 3. But it’s not enough until the impossible becomes a miracle like life itself.