Not a word was written on this day,
A day where life seemed to pull me
From normality
Into the depths of despair.
My lovers mind was lost,
Completely lost in her own world,
Her world of dementia.
No sense was spoken,
And it was repeated time after time,
Conversation was never in her mind.
She needed me with her
All the time.
My love is so strong for her,
But I need some time on my own
To write words.
But on that day it never happened,
I needed to be with her constantly,
Her mind closed in on itself.
Today I write these words,
So already,
Today is a better day.