I look to the blackest sky
bright stars stare down
at my sorry head
they sparkle
suspended
glitter pretty
but you
are not here

I hear the city
singing
humming in traffic
feet rushing
busy
happy life
endless
flowing
and I
am so still

I see you standing
taking the view
smiling
at this place we love
it glows
like Christmas
at night
and we
belong

You turn to me
reach your hand
your lips moving
words faint
darkness
swallows you whole
and you
are gone

You
are not here