The Healing Process
My life has been missing
Since you've been gone.
It’s unusual and annoying
Like an overplayed song.
I don’t call home anymore
Because your not there.
The happiness is gone sore.
The house seems quiet and bare.
When the weather is bad I look
For a missed call from you
But its not there. no one
Even seems to care.
When the days come and go
They just seem empty sad and lonely
When seasons change I think of you
And where you are. So near, yet so far.
An angel in the heavens above
Making everyone smile
Touched by your love
And your style.
The memories of you often
Make me cry. A hard reality I
Am still trying to accept when I know all
I have left are memories and pictures of you
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