The empty Chair

So the day is ended you come home to that empty chair.
The one who was your friend is no longer there
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You look at the wall and talk to the mirror
its hard to cook supper for yourself and eat alone.
To face the loss of a life time friend a lover so hard.
The tears flow you want to toss the towel.

If i owned a tissue factory i would be rich they say people cry every day.
Others say it will get better atfter time all the wounds will heal.
My wifes didnt heal for almost a year I rember treating the scare where the csncer was removed for a year.
God is that it take for this pain of loss to subside.
I have to be real and say God will I make the year.
Peopleblook at you as if there is somthing wrong with you.