He sits at their favorite spot,
remember her.
The pain today as fresh
as it was the day
she left.
A goodbye,
no one can take back.
He remembers her
face and the first day
they met.
The beauty in her eyes
and the soft touch
of her hand.
She fills his thoughts,
and his heart
just can't
let go,
of what could have been.
The love
left unfinished,
the story
unable to be written.
Their story,
ended way too soon.
He knows
she watches him
from above,
but for him that is just
not quite enough.
To hold her
one more day,
he would give anything.
To kiss her nose and
hold her hand,
he would give the world.
As he sits in
the place that reminds
him of her,
a tear falls from his eyes
and for a moment,
as he closes his eyes,
he can feel her
and he knows that she is there.
One day,
they will meet again.
One day,
he will see her sweet
face and hold her hand.
Until then...
the story is
left unwritten.
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