You look at the pictures
on the wall, stuck using tape
and smiles on those faces.
Radiating happiness as you remember
the mirth and your carefree selves.
Broken teeth and hands around
each others shoulders,
as if relying on each other.
Those hands slowly slipped away,
Leaving you leaning.
You feel the weight loss, slowly
not all at once, as distance grows.
You yearn for those hands to be there
again, to have them back in your arms.
Crying whilst accusing yourself for your loss.
You’re in pain, but there’s no one
to support you.
And maybe you feel
that you’re losing
everything that you love.
Everything that you ever relied on.
Everyone that ever supported your weight.
And you cry to sleep every night.
But don’t forget this my friend,
You lose what you once loved
You cared enough to feel the loss.