absent
absent from their beautiful eyes
eyes that are the same as yours
missing**
missing the joy of their laughter
the laughter you are too far to hear
blind
blind to the love they give in absolute abundance
and their love for you still waits
silent
silent is the hope that you still love them
and is the only answer you give
love
love is what they have
even knowing you may never
love them back
I need and love them
as if they were my last breath.
Without them..
I wonder how you are still alive?
Even with the door wedged open some will miss out on the wonderful beings they created.