Life goes by ever so silently now.
The laughter that once broke that silence
is only in my imagination.
You have become dreams on which I rely
and it is in those dreams I often touch you.
I am constantly sorting out the memories of you.
I drown myself in the pleasant ones.
My heart will always yearn for the peace it once knew.
I go on knowing that peace will come.
Meanwhile only I will hear these tears
that fall and this heart as it breaks.
God. How very loud the sound.