It’s called

What feels like the loss of
Feeling or a break from the
Broken-work as my love who
Is so dear and so very brittle
Falls apart at every seam and
Seems, like Humpty Dumpty,
Will never be whole again but
This is not a fairy tale not my
Own nor one we have stitched Together in tandem to keep 
From crying or fight off tears
Of anger and regret. Regret
What? I did nothing wrong and
He did nothing wrong. It is, it
Is what happened and cannot 
Be undone though it's undone
Us and we work broken at the
Heart or the soul and in body
And mind to fight off sorrow.
And to fight off sadness. Loss.