She’s no longer complicated by the phantom limb that is me.

The universe is one fucked up place

Signals are being mixed

It is like I have been inexpertly rewired

We lay in bed staring at the ceiling

My cock still wet from her entry

Her labia, open and coated with our combined coupling

We had hoped for more… emotion?

I imagined the end would be something else

But it was just the end.

Her legs drop over the bed’s edge

She stands looking down at...me.

Naked and pathetic, a husk.

The loss will be more theoretical than real

She had lost me years ago.

All that is left is…

A modulated numbness.