There are nights when the music flows,
Like a river of ice around my heart,
Reminding me of your face,
And cutting me like a hot knife through butter...

^This is a nice speedy start an extremely creative. I like the similes that are here, they paint some beautiful descriptions.

But there are days when the music rushes,
Like a babbling brook through my head,
Replaying the memories that make me feel alive,
And caress my wounds that won't heal...

^This stanza is mostly comprised of images relaying your emotions, which I think is a fabulous thing.

If I've learned one thing,
It's that you were more to me,
Than just a passerby,
You were my heart and soul,
And now I'm living without you...

^This is a magnificent ending, with such power, emotion and description. It tells the end of the story just like a book would, with a lesson.

All in all, I am a fan of this simple yet marvelous piece. 5/5 and I look forward to reading more of your work.

This poem really is stunning and powerful. Its also heartbreaking. I loved it.

5/5