#WritcoPoemPrompt2

In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
And yet a bitter sweet pill
That renewed your form and face

I wept at that time gone by
Yet revelled in your memory
My life has all but run dry
And the feelings shall all but die

I will end my days alone
Agrieved and lost in grief
Forever looking to the sunset
Seeking your silhouette at days end