I reach my hand to touch your face
And find your face not there
I long to trace your fingertips –
Your hands are nowhere near
I wish to look into your eyes
And meet your soul with mine
Your image haunts my every dream!
I want to shout and scream
Where are you, in this world?
All I have are thoughts
And sweet reminders of the times
We touched and loved and kissed
I hunger now for you, my love
The memories have to fill
That aching void that never goes
It stays with me through all.
Your words strongly resonate with me, especially these two superb lines
“The memories have to fill
That aching void that never goes”
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Thank you Ivor, though I’m sorry you carry that loss xo
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Don’t worry Vonita, time has helped me cope and now I feel my memories are my treasures. xx
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It’s really hurts.. 😦
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I’m sorry 😞
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Been there!|
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😊
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