Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Letter

Was gettin' dark when I got home,

And found the letter she'd left there.

Too long to be a note of roam

Off on an errand just to share.

Her letter had a long list of

Why she felt she had to depart

The hole that once was our love,

The hole that now was in her heart.

I kept on reading as dark fell.

My gut did churn, my tears did flow.

The pain of this did hit like hell,

Bad ending to a picture show.

Heard it's darkest before the dawn.

Gettin' dark, this letter, "Dear John."