The moment that you left me,
my heart was split in two
one side was filled with memories
the other side died with you.
I often lay awake at night
when the world is fast asleep
and take a walk down memory lane
with tears upon my cheek.
Remembering you is easy,
I do it everyday
but missing you is a heartache
that never goes away.
I hold you tightly within my heart
and there you will remain
you see life has gone on without you,
but will never be the same.
Author Unknown
these were beautiful poems so I printed them so I can put them in my memory of my daughter album I have
miss you so much
these poems beautifully express what is practically impossible to put into words…….for overwhelming pain and sadness have a way of breaking a heart….a heart that perhaps loved too much and gave itself completely…….there seems to be nothing under the Heavens that has been able to soothe and mend and make it whole again…
This is so true. Your comment says it all as I sadly know !!!!
Thank you!…….my loss happened 16 years ago……by all accounts I should have by now regained the joyful spirit I once had………it feels as if my life stopped the day I lost him and am forever unable to move on and love again with total and complete abandonment and glorious devotion ………..it is said we all have soulmates…….I know now without a doubt he was my one and only soulmate as I traverse this journey called ‘life’…………..it is also said it is both a curse and a blessing to love so intensely … I know this so well too
These words hit me so hard. It’s been 13 years and I’m crying right now. My story is different than others. But the pain is so bad. Every day I get cut to the bone. I’ll never be the same. Your words are so to the point and still carry all the emotion. Monique, I will never be the same and I’m so glad there’s one person that understands. If I could. I’d take your pain and carry both. Just so one of us could stop hurting. Thank you so much. Your way with words is perfect. I graduated in the top %3 of the country in writing. But, I can’t touch your writing. Please, do everyone who’s hurting like us a favor. Write a book of your poetry. I’ll help if I can. For free. You have a perfect gift that should be shared. Please, for us all.