To think there are no more memories to make,
That each day is one further from you
That my ears will not hear your voice
Is a thought I will not accustom to.
To think there are no more things to resolve
That my lips can not feel yours again
And that my heart must learn to mend
Is a thought of never not when.
To think your gifts are all I have I left
That your smell has crept away
That you can no longer wipe these tears
Is a thought that I have learnt to obey.
To think my memories will live on without you,
That this pain will leave me alone,
That my heart will one day heal
Is a thought too far away from home.
I will not speak as if youve left
Nor will i count the days since you have gone
I will look at photos with a smile
And let my tears run