Not a Day Goes By
They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but no picture is worth as much as the one I carry in my heart. Whenever the world gets cold and dark, I close my eyes and I see her smiling again, and I take that memory and wrap it close around me. At the lab, everyone asks how I'm doing, and I tell them "Just Fine". In all the time she's been gone there isn't a day goes by that I don't' think of her.
After shift I sit at home waiting for her call. Sometimes, if things aren't going how she wants them too she'll call. But until then I lie in the dark wishing she were next to me. When she calls and asks how I am, I lie and say "Fine." But honestly, I won't be "Fine" again until she's back with me. Minutes become hours, and hours, days, and still I don't know when she'll be home, and it seems I've felt like this forever.
