Feeling

I sense your eyes there
watching me walk along
following me through the room
until i lay beneath your feet

i feel your energy here
so much so that i look around for you
to see you standing there
smiling at me

my memory brings me back to you
so real i can taste it
so real i can feel it
and my eyes fill with tears

remembering you is beautiful
the reality of your existence will never leave me
i know
but it will never give you back to me whole
the way that i want to experience you again

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It's a constant stream of thought...always will be, I suppose. It's not that I want to resist it, even if I could...but acknowledging it seems to decrease the sensation of the burn from the tears as they roll down my cheeks.
Tears as an expression of something I can't quite touch or verbalize. Beyond sadness...or maybe within, but separate from. Yeah, I can't define it...

It's been a month....a whole month...that's all...seems like years ago, or maybe just yesterday...

Funny how life can change so drastically in a matter of seconds...an alteration of my perception of reality occurring at such a minute yet enormous level.

Te amo....