How can it be
Four years?
How dare the world go on?
The days keep passing,
Each one more empty,
Of you, my love.
How can your memory,
Still haunt my empty womb,
Still cause my beating heart,
To stop and stutter, stunned?
You are ever and ever and ever,
Within me.
Within each breath,
Within each tear,
Within my faltering smile.
You are here,
And will always be,
Despite the passage of time.
You are here, my love,
You are still here.
Yes – always.
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