I looked away and you were gone.
Though I can still feel you here,
Smell you in your clothes,
Touch the things we hold dear…
But you’re gone and the only place
I can find you now is in my dear and
Painful memories of us.
I am only an echo of who we were
Bounding from the sharp edges of this life
Searching for my source, which is
The love we share even now.
How can I stay here without you?
And yet I must for there are
Others who would look for me
With the same terrible longing I suffer now.
They will suffer soon enough and need no help from me.
So I will live for now and pray for the day
When I will be again with you.