My soul yearns for you,
for your love,
for your presence.
A piece of me-
that’s what you were made of.
To complete me:
fulfill me to the highest.
I wanted to be loved;
to love.
Can’t you stay beside
me forever?
Sitting in silence,
gazing the stars,
under the moonlight,
just listening to
the chirping of crickets.
Taking our breath away
with our chests
falling and rising together,
while we laid on
the soft lush grass—
but you left,
at the piano
with my songs unsung
and the choir of tears.
And that was the worst
ever goodbye-
& a piece of me went.
.
