I start with his name.
However another occupies my thoughts.
People enter my life. Change it. And then leave.
How do i feel about this? Maybe i feel used.
Maybe i feel guilt or self-loathing for being the cause of their departure.
At times, i feel their absence: miss them.
Because steps 1 through 3 always complete:
And i am changed, longing, but in the end, alone.