Thursday, April 7, 2011

Remembering

The feel

Of forever

I can smell

You

Hear

Your whispers

There will always

Be

A space

Where you

Are suppose

To be

Metaphorically

Literally

Seconds

Trying to

Erase

The void

But

The silence

Lingers

Echoing

In your space

The ache

Never

Leaves

Never

Lessens

Will always

Be

Reminding me

Of the space

You left

Behind

The forever

That will never

Be

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