One more time

As I awake to the crisp breeze of the January air I look around and you are not there. My heart is filled with sorrow for you I cannot find. I walk through the crowded streets hoping to get a glimpse of you but feel my eyes are blind. I need to see your face, I need to hear your voice if not just for one more time.....you see, I did not get a chance to say goodbye. That fateful night will forever be embedded in our soul, the night they took your life they also took mine. One more time....to hear your laughter, to look into the warmth of your caressing eyes, to feel the touch of your skin next to mine. Each day I look to the heavens and pray, for One More Time.....