I would never have been
able to believe
That life goes on after such loss
That the
chest continues to rise and fall, the heart to beat its own
rhythm
The eyes to continue crying
But it does. They do.
Despite the pain, the agonizing pain felt more sharply
with every breath, every beat, every tear
The living doesn't
stop...
None of it ceases.
My secret; sometimes, in my darkest
thoughts, I wish it would
Because you were everything, and now
there is nothing
And I would give anything
Anything
To hold
you just once more in my arms
My arms which feel so achingly
empty
To feel your kiss on my lips
My lips which search for
yours constantly, to no avail.
Even just to hear your voice once
more, one word, one syllable, one laugh, one sob...
Anything.
But
I'm not so naive as to think that anything, even everything, could
ever be enough to bring you back to me
I'm not that far gone
But
I also am human, and some small, illogical part of me continues to
hope
And that hope hurts worst of all.