Everyday

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 © | Year Posted 2013

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