Hope filled my heart for the very last time as I looked you in the eyes,
I knew you waited for me each night and I cried every time I could not be there
Even from miles away I could sense you,
It was like taking a deep breath of air,
Each thought of you that I had was like my way of surviving,
without it I would not exist.
Sometimes I would look into the mirror and see your face,
Only to remember,
That you are not there and could never be,
For from far away and under the ground a memory is all a person could conjure up of you.
