Without You

Tears fresh, as if only yesterday
Hence, many years have gone
Since you passed on

I miss you still
It has made me ill
Love entwined
with the passing of time

Time is still
Time ceases
Time, no more
Time without you

Days whiled away
Twiddling thumbs
Feeling numb
Don't know what to say or do
Life is so empty without you

And yet
Eternal hope springs nigh
That - when I die
Tears will dry
as no longer will I be
Without you

Copyright Kizzy York aka Karina Oakes
July, 2011

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