Drifting not Adrift

When I lost her
Some small but integral
Part of my being
Broke away

For a while
It floated nearby
Just out of reach
Yet a lingering presence

The current of time
The drift of the everyday
That Island of her
Receded further and further

Until one day
I scanned the horizon
No Island was there
A single tear fell into the sea

The sea was unperturbed
It said to me
You have learned to live without her
That is all

I understood
I had forgiven her
And myself
For our breakup

I’d allowed the blame
To drift away
Which made me
Whole again