My Heart

What can I say I can't pray the pain away even now, some years later words escape the page and paper. You were my heart forty-nine years in its start a sense, a feeling sent my heart to beating. Without a word, only a simple sigh you slipped away leaving me to cry and now left to walk alone I live in memory of the love we owned. Missing you never goes away no goodbyes, just a kiss that stays, here I am, unable to speak awaiting my turn to reach that peak.