We make our own pleasures in life. Or choose not to.
We can only make the most of it while we are here.
I wish I had taken my own advice the day we met
I would have listened to your every word. Treasured your
Every touch. Burnt every one of your looks into my memory.
Kept all of your dreams locked inside of my heart.
Held your hand tight, never letting go.
Taken every possible picture I could of you.
Because now you are gone and time has passed by
My hands are still cold. My eyes are beginning to fade.
My heart is still broken. My hearing is getting duller.
I walk along the street and there is only one shadow!
A small loaf adorns the breadbin. I wish the toothpaste tube was messy!
A rusty razor gathers dust. Shoes that will never wear down.
…and my life still holds a void that no-one else could fill.
But deep down inside I can still hear your voice
My memory still holds those precious moments we shared,
And at night I see you suspended above the earth, watching!
Your smile is amongst the heavens, while the stars are your eyes.
Each morning arrives with a gentle nudge, to listen to
The breeze rustling through the leaves because they whisper your name
Reminding me…that you never completely left me…