My words wont bring justice,

to the way I feel.

I don’t like to admit it but,

I miss loving you.

I stay so busy that I barely have time to stop and remember,

but when I do,

when I take that moment,

to picture your face, your hands,

pulling you close all the while feeling like I never want to let go, feeling like,

a force would hold us inseparable forever, as though,

neither of us were whole without the other,

I revel,

that my memory,

and my heart,

give me the gift,

of forever being able,

to feel how that felt,

even though we’ll never be in love again.

It’s so overwhelming,

the happiness, the joy, the love, the anger, the guilt, the loneliness and the loss all at once,

at times it does bring me to tears,

but I stop myself,

and remind myself,

to be thankful.