In the place where I once heard her voice
there is only silence.
Where her laughter once lit my day
it is decidedly dark.
In the places where we shared our words
the pages are still just blank.
The echoes still linger
of all that fell from her lips.
Was it too much, too intense,
too real for us to be?
We got caught up in the rhythm
and were blessed to feel.
There was something there between us
that I still cannot explain.
This will be a story I’ll recall
and retell with a gentle smile.
I feel her absence deeply
a hole within my chest.
I’m shaken at the pain
at the loss of her.
I’m drifting through the memories
like pages in a book.
There was so much we shared
so much that I will forever hold.
I’ll hold her in my heart
thankful for the gift.
Knowing full well
what I lost at the sound of good~bye.