This is my entry to 
We loved and enjoyed each other,
To the height of love we strode without bother,
Love birds a nickname we were ascribed,
Loneliness you bring, visibly scribbled.
Of days we talked to no end,
Of nights sleep takes its flight,
Of the longing and craving without blight,
On a mental drift you leave me with a ravaging bend.
Now, a headphone, my little companion,
In solitude I remain like a deserted minion,
Music-a new lease of life with residual pain,
Loneliness I wanna turn to my personal gain.
Thank you for stopping by to read this piece for
I am precy123.
This picture was drawn personally for this contest. Thank you