Gone

Craving for the sound of your voice,

I wont hear it, I have no choice

No matter how much I long for your touch,

I cant hold you, holes in my heart I cannot patch.

My eyes wants to see your face,

I close it for memories I wont erase

Every waking day, your hug, your kiss,

Unselfish love, I will forever miss.

My prayers each night for a chance to be with you again,

But devastating to know from me, you are taken

So early, you left me,

My soul cries for all that can’t be.

Counting

One month,

Of sorrow and pain,

Of keeping each other sane
One month,

Of waking up and trying,

Of sleeping and crying
One month,

Of holes and emptiness,

Of feeling of loneliness
One month,

Of continuous longing,

Of holding and fighting
One month,

Of missing you,

Of losing you.