She Wonders

It doesn't feel much like pain anymore,
as she reaches once again to find his place empty on the bed.
The tears fall, but not so much for him,
but for the little girl, playing in her room instead.
It doesn't feel much like loneliness,
as a meal is prepared for a family but only to seat just two.
Thoughts set, caring for her child,
laughters shared as she grows, her best put in, is all she can do.
It doesn't feel much like emptiness,
as she listens to the sounds of his breathing each night,
his arms never reaching out to hold anymore,
talks now, just a hush of words, for his love she gives up the fight.
She wonders if he'll feel that pain,
as he reaches to find her place empty on the bed,
will tears ever fall for her,
or for the thoughts of their little girl, as they drift inside his head.
She wonders if he'll feel the loneliness,
to prepare his meals all on his own,
will his thoughts remember how he's set it all aside,
laughing with his friends how nothing could hold him down, as he sits there all
alone.
She wonders if he'll feel empty,
to her it doesn't matter anymore anyway.
She hopes her words in time echo back at him,
as he just let her love slip away.
It doesn't feel much like pain anymore,
as she reaches for the door.
It doesn't feel much like loneliness in the room that is empty,
as she knows love has more than one side, but its too late for him to see.