I Still

I still see your striking face When I lay my head to rest I long for those perfect days I slumbered lying on your chest. I still know the stirring words To the sonnets and dreamy odes You patiently read to me As I gladly sat on your knee. I still mourn those long nights Needlessly spent on silly fights Clashing rage fortified swords Exchanging heated words. I still wonder what might have been If fate hadn't been as mean As to tear our souls apart And to break our fragile hearts. I still see the hurt in your eyes As we silently said our goodbyes When we knew our end was imminent That we had to treasure each moment. I still curse the day you left The day you darkened my bright days The day you eternally slept The day Cancer took you away.