To The Rev: I Miss You

Mondays and Wednesdays

Will never be the same.

Too many bad memories

Too much fucking pain.

I love you always

Hope you know.

And I always will

Til it’s my time to go.

I’m nothing now,

Without you.

Your smiles are gone.

And the laughter too.

I don’t know why they expect me

To not wallow in my misery.

Nobody understands

But I can feel you with me.

The tattoo on my arm is just for you,

And it’s only the start,

But no amount of ink can fill

The empty Rev shaped hole inside my heart.

To anyone who cares at all,

To those responding to my call

My heart is broken and I can’t fix it.

I feel as though I’m doomed to fall

Into hell, where I belong.