Scar the soul

How I miss the pain,
that kept me afloat.
On this river of gain,
with a full life to gloat.

A painful forgotten memory,
which burned half my soul.
A longing for the loss,
that made me once whole.

And one did drown,
when it hurt more than ever.
A choice in brown,
He lunged in, forever.

Life easier now,
and another love.
but a longing remained,
to scar the soul below.