What Good Is It to Keep Me Alive at the Beginning Only to Kill Me at the End?

You told me that

we kept each other alive

during our first

few years together --

during the years that

we lost everything

and everyone.

But, 16 years later,

you walked out on me

and left me to die

in our big house alone --

the house that you picked out,

the house that you outfitted

with the things that you wanted,

the house that has your fingerprints

all over it.

So, I am left here to die alone,

surrounded by every reminder of you

and the fact that you left me here.