With every day I wake at dawn
Remembering that you are gone
And life by nature must go on
So my tears wash away the loss of you

Coffee still warms my soul
Starting out a new day
The rituals remain unchanged
Yet wholly different
The birds still sing their songs
Their pitch, too sharp it seems
And the shadows of the oaks
still creep across the lawn
but I do not see them in the same way
somehow my heart is missing and out of touch
somehow I am floating in a strange place all alone
even while others dart around me concernedly
trying to do their loving part in filling the void

When at night I sit alone waiting for bed
I find myself spending time wondering
Drifting through memories of you
Maybe filling the void is how I should think
Can you fill a black hole?
But then worry of forgetting haunts me
Your face your smile the sound of your laugh
I will no longer hear these I know
Yet at times it seems to echo
From the walls that surround me

I am still missing you with every breath…

08/04/2015

Posted on 08/04/2015
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