...upon my liar's chair

What I fear losing/expect to miss the most is the person who makes time for me and enjoys my small and peculiar interests.
An unbridled sense of optimism saved my life, justly ensuring her role in it.
What I never had to lose was the soul-hugging, transcendent, and consumate lover.
What was missing was desire of both the holy and carnal designs.
What saddens me the most is that I know that this is going to be a long, unelegant, and painful affair.
I'll pay my penance for being silent too long.