I never realized until you left, that I missed you.seeing you everyday, taking it for granted, that you would always 've here.never dreaming that one day you would walk away without a word.your perfume penetrates the air I breathe, lingering ad a reminder of your presence. Your photograph stares out at me with a pleading glance to 'love you', and I , never doubting your sweet love, would not give you the reassurance or mine! I can't erase the thought of you being gone. and that I must live without you.