Page 35 - Fallen Thoughts

But then the memory comes,

Pouring onto me like quick drying cement,
I am encased in grief,
And swallowed by the void of missing you.

I still know you.

And knowing you are somewhere else,
Beyond the veil I cannot reach through,
Does not take away the pain.

You were- You are my other half.

And I want nothing more,
Than to have you here,

With me.