I could relate to every word of your poem. When you believe you've finally found the love of your life at 63, then a mere 4 years later, he throws you out on the street and takes out a court order that you cannot talk, text or even mention him on social media for 5 years, it is like he's died and I grieved as if he had died. I don't grieve now, but I have never fully recovered. Thank you for the poem.