He

She had climbed vast chasms without him before
that now she saw as impossible when he's gone

weeping for every moment lost she
fears when the time comes and he
vanishes before her eyes

they both know time runs short and

that it could end at anywhere but
they keep up the hope that maybe

they'll be some of the lucky two who
make it to old age who have shared
a lifetime with each other

But she knows that the world isn't a nice place
he could be snatched from her in the night
or on his way back with a dozen roses for her to find
only after the call has been made

Laying in a stilled fright she thinks endlessly
"What will I do if he's gone?" 

I cannot imagine I could do a thing. 

Reviews

[Sara Evelyn]

I love your word choice! It flows very smoothly and each line stands out. If I could suggest something, if this poem is personal, use specific examples. It could make for a stronger poem.

Overall, BEAUTIFUL :)
-Sara

[Veronica Ostling-Hirschberg]

Thank you! Actually giving me advice! ;D I'll consider revision, tweaking this May be incentive to sumit it for contests.