I carry your heart( I carry it in my heart)
—ee-cummings

As I always have.
The first time
I fell asleep
Beside you
And listened
To your breath.
I can’t bear
Being separated
From you,
Or the fate
We both share.
And although
Parts of us
Are impossible
Your being here,
Makes life
Bearable...
And living
Without you
Unacceptable.
So, with apologies
To cummings:
You can't find
The why of us
In a book
So why trouble
Your heart...
Or even bother
To look?
I really liked the way you used rhyme at the end of this poem. It had an effect of really emphasizing the demeanor of the piece. Good work.
Thanks, @moeknows - end rhyming was a feature of Shakespearean sonnets - they actually employed a rhyming couplet - but I liked the idea of using rhyme to tie up the poem and use it often in my writing. Thanks for your response.