Hard thinking of anything without you at my side, there's
nothing left, the simple life we had has turned so compli-
cated without you my dear.
Skies blue with sorrow, raining teardrops day and night,
reminding me of your love, wanting to hold you, kiss your
lips and delve deeply into your essence.
Without the fears of loss enfolding me in life, wanting to
be with you, but vibrations of grief are turning over and
over in tides of loss forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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