Sadness, I felt when I noticed I won't see you again... the thought of not seeing you is pain. Memories of moments we shared now feel like a distant refrain. Being close to you makes me vulnerable... and you being gone makes me miserable. In your absence, I'm left to confront the fragility I've tried to disown, which has left me on my own.

How will I cope without you? Your absence echoes through my days, a haunting reminder of what I've lost, and what I cannot replace. Once again, I'm left alone to be hunted down by our memories, that brought more worries. Every whisper of the past now taunts me, a bittersweet reminder of what we had, and what can never be.

Will I ever see you again? I asked. Only silence answered, leaving me with a heart that's lost its way. Am I left with a glimmer of hope? I don't want to be lost anymore... I don't want those memories to be gone so soon. I miss you a lot, mate. Perhaps in dreams, our paths will cross again, and in those fleeting moments, our hearts will find their way back home. Even if I see your shadow, I'll be satisfied. For in the faintest outline of your presence, I'll find solace in the memories we hold.


© Goldie's pen