Consequences

Empty space beside the bed,

A chasm where her warmth once bled.

Love's embers, cold, a fading spark,

The consequence of choices stark.

Couldn't hold her, couldn't keep,

The dreams we built, lay fallen deep.

Her leaving, though a searing pain,

A truth I see, a bitter gain.

For love can't thrive on fragile ground,

Where empty pockets can't be bound.

She chose to leave, a path set free,

And that, my heart, is liberty.

But freedom's sting, a lonely song,

Haunted by whispers, right and wrong.

Free will, a double-edged blade's sway,

My choices built the walls this day.

No grand redemption, heaven's hand,

Only strength to face the barren sand.

The weight of choices, mine to bear,

A consequence, a truth to share.

So I sit here, with lessons learned,

A future forged, a path discerned.

The road ahead is mine to mend,

Alone, perhaps, but I transcend.