This Empty Heart
/Your face fast fades though still recalled
In photographs to spare
And how you dressed accessorised,
Your things are all still there.
Your voice I have on media
I listen everyday
I close my eyes and make believe
You never went away
Mementos, trinkets, souvenirs
With which the shelves are lined
Remember days we had before
A comfort to the mind
I miss the scent of you, the sense of you
Soft touch against my skin
And how you made me so so mad
But calmed me with that grin.
I hate you sometimes, how could you
Leave me so alone
And would you turn those eyes away
Or see how old I've grown?
I loved you then as I love you now
And could never love again
This empty heart can fill no more
The hollowest of men
By Ranger CR
From: United Kingdom
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