700
STILL
I caught myself calling your name as I walked through the door.
Its like my mind refuses to believe that you’re gone.
I can still see the carpet stain that you left on the floor.
My radio continues to play our favorite song.
When I walk by a garden, I still pick your favorite flower.
Your pillow still conserves your aroma… so pleasant.
You were my ray of sunshine, the source of my power.
My mind and heart stay at war with the past and present.
My memory fails me, daily I seem to lose sight.
Everything that surrounds me keeps your memory alive.
I’ve developed insomnia, because my dreams search for you at night.
