The strings have rung, a final time,
And the clock has stopped ticking --
The chapters ended - all for now,
It's you who I'm missing.
Everyday, and everything,
Reminds me of you --
Your beautiful face, your beautiful soul,
The reality is truer than true.
Though my words and thoughts, Are just a reflection,
Of the person that I knew.
Nothing I say, or nothing I do,
Can replicate, a thought of you.
And I know this happens, this is life,
Events of joy and pain,
But beloved dearest, it's hurts to say,
I'll never see you again.
Copyright © Elliot Randall