Untitled [I'll be seeing you]

Hearts linger
In a space of emptiness dreading
Letting go of your warm hands.

Cheeks stained with
Mascara tears wiped away
By your trembling fingers
Holding tight to everything
We know as love.

Whispers hurt ears as we
Rock back and forth
In silent apologies
For this tearing in our chests.

Your touch means more than it ever has
When your lips brush mine
And your breath whispers a quiet
I`ll be seeing you again.