I don't really write poetry, and when I do, it's usually free-form. Here's one I submitted to poetry.com a couple of summers ago. I hope you enjoy it.
I watch you
You have become someone new
I wait, tentatively
Maybe you will look at me and remember me
There is no one who has not experienced this
This feeling of emptiness
Of knowing I let you go
The restless wind grinds against the windows
They shake wildly
You look at me mildly
And I wonder if you see me at all
Your eyes or elsewhere
Maybe they are in the past
You realize you are staring
And your eyes dart sideways very fast
The sun's golden rays of budding twilight
Peer through the glass
The room darkens
And I see you no more.
It seems kind of elementary to me, but whatever. I just thought I'd get some reviews on it.
