Memories filled with purest of joys,
Fill me now with a hollow want.
Your love that reached so deeply,
And balmed my troubled soul.
My once full and light filled heart,
That felt as strong and unbreakable
As if your love was the purest of silvers
Wrapped around thine heart,
Shielding it from past hurts.
And o'how I want that feeling to stay,
But your touch has been stolen,
So have your words,
Your looks that burned into me,
Giving mine own heart reason enough to keep beating.
I am not sure which is colder,
Gaping and silent beside me
Or your hand,
That will no longer return mine's hold.
How I wish for the forever that we promised,
How I wish I could have taken thy place.
Others may think that knowing aloneness first,
And for so long,
Before knowing what it is to belong to another,
Might make it easier,
Being tossed into loneliness again,
But it has only put a spotlight on my found again solitude.
Before I knew no different,
I was myself, apart from all others;
A soul destined to be eternally without a mate,
For which I had made peace with.
Now loneliness is all I see,
It stretches into the forever
That once belonged to us,
And has laid claim
And erased wistful lover's plans.