I lie awake, looking up at the ceiling

To remember the times we shared.

Your laugh, your smile, your voice,

All of you, as sweet as honey.

I walk outside, catching the little things

You and I used to do, oh how we

Loved the little things. The strolls

You and I had, the wind singing a tune.

With you, everything was whole,

As if a void was filled within me

I should’ve asked sooner, but all

I ende...