You never heard me say good-bye,
I never said I was through with this.
Now apart of me is gone,
the deepest part my heart I miss.
I must admit my mind is doing circles,
as are my thoughts.
I loved you more than I knew,
you held onto my heart.
I have let loose your outter man,
I released all your physical.
Instead I hold on to our memories,
I find them hard to let go.
In some ways I'm glad to be alone,
Appreciative of myself.
In others, my body wants you here,
for feelings I have not yet felt.
I long for your hand touch,
your precious lips to utter those words.
But I will remain silent to the truth,
my thoughts will remain unheard.
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