Splash!
Another tear drowns me
inside an aching memory of you,
and I remember why I 'm now devoured by grief.
These passing clouds of grief
are melting my heart
like the winter sun melting the snow.
Sometimes, I genuinely forget you are gone,
there's a silent hope which whispers
that maybe my mind has got it wrong,
that when I go home,
you will be waiting by the door.
But I know it's always too good to be true,
and I am reminded once again
of how quickly my heart can sink
inside an aching memory of you.
