All that is left

i find it hard to breathe...

the golden thread,

that wove my brocade dreams,

to you,

has been cut,

how to i experience

'happiness'

without

you?

the pain of losing you
the pain of not being with you

again
weighs heavily

upon me

since you left,

i can not sense

or see any beauty

in my world
and i choose not to...

i know that you loved me
such synergy was unexpected

and pure bliss.

it now

it is very lonely here with out you,

a loneliness i've never known before,

my soul cries out and awakens me in the depth of the night

go then,
go far, far, far away,
do not turn back,
do not ask me how i am feeling,
do not tell me that you road through the streets of florence in the rain

crying

i believe

but leave me alone,
alone to relive all the beautiful images,
and sensations,
of you,
and of us,
because now,

it is all that i have left of you

the love i have for you
continues in vain,
and i allow it to be this way,
because now,
it is all that i have left of you.