I have lost my inspiration
To dabble in that colourful poetry
That once belonged to you and I
Perhaps you really are dead
Then again...
Perhaps you are
Alive
and breathing
Indeed, not dead
in that objective airport
But lovingly resuscitated
by passers by
Better still
alive in your dreams
i hope for the latter
For your sake

I (comma)
However (comma)
Miss you
With a foolish aching
So that without you
I am a little lost
Fullstop.