Morning I wake, I ponder of you

Lost in thought, unsure of what to do

This ache in my chest, lingers uneasily

No questions asked of what it could be

Day moves on, still thinking of you

Afternoon sky, no shades of blue

Eternally musing over past happiness

Missing and yearning those moments of bliss

Night takes over, quiet it will always be

Without your voice sleep means nothing to me

As I lay awake with the acquainted ache in my chest

I ponder I wonder will nothing put it to rest?