It's hard to find
imposing words
to define a simple thing.
A gap in my heart,
left when you left,
remains, and keeps reminding

how nice it was
to have you here.
Holding my hand as I stepped,
as a child to the world
of thoughts and books
and things of value to be kept.

Woman I've become,
and so Man you must be;
making the world your own.
While I by myself,
must take it for myself
before you will return.

And so I have
a gap here now
until we've made our way.
Til we've run the race
so we can place
as King and Queen of the World.