Your voice still reverberates from another plain your words still echo through my brain. Not a day passes that you don't pass through my thoughts. I think about how conversations would go if we could talk again
I wouldn't even know where to begin
Although, it seems you speak in dreams
This world is not the same with you not in it
Slightly foreign it seems
I hope the memories never fade and stay permanent, like the memorial tattoos on my skin.
Sometimes I feel as if your presence enters the room like a subtle breeze in the afternoon
And for that moment.. Its as if you never left
Like everything was still the same
How it should be
Like the broken missing pieces were back together
Maybe heaven is a little more whole with you there
And we're all broken pieces
To be put back together