Losing Jenny

It started right after Jenny died
I had a hole in my chest
where she had always been.
when she sneezed
I could feel it
when she Laughed
and when she cried.
I knew.
first I chose alcohol
but it made me
sleepless and sick
then Zoloft and ativan.
then counselling.
I still could not sleep
and spent the nights
trying to dream of her
and ask her why?
months then years
went by.
Jenny never called me
or comforted me in my dreams.
the hole in my chest
grew thin skin over it.
but never healed.
they say losing
a twin makes part of
the remaining one die too.