It's been with me since the day you died
I sat and pondered whilst others cried.
The memories of you linger on without end
The way forward is lost, with life I contend.
Just under the surface it sits out of sight.
The depth of it varies, to surface my plight.
As I watch or read, something makes it trigger
Emotions rise, eyes well up, difficult to figure.
If there's one thing I'm sure of, it will not go away
Comes back time and again, on my mind it does weigh.
As I sit here alone there's one thing I know
My feeling for you in my memory doth grow.
I'll see you one day, on the other side I pray
Until that time comes, you're never far away.
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