I sit silently on the bench my bench our bench The one we always sat on Only this time I sit alone. And the empty space next to me creeps into my heart and makes its way through my veins. the sun is shining the air is still no noise to be heard in this serenity.
But I am so cold.
And I for a moment allow myself to believe He is here next to me. I ask Him if he feels this
cold.
But He makes no reply. And I try to remember His eyes. His soft lips. His hand holding mine. His voice. But I can't. My heart is frozen solid And I dream to forget.