the power went out tonight
I couldn't see your absence.
your perfume dissipated
into the air. oxygen was heavy.
weighed down,
I'm afraid now.
that maybe I should let you go
stop hanging on to
your last thread.
I'll unravel
under your bed.
like a hand me down sweat shirt
only kept for sentimental value.
which means
you never really wanted this.
it just landed in your lap,
and as you stood
I would fall away.