The space between is filled with you.
Who you are, your beauty , your love.
Too many memories, so many thoughts
About the how and why.
The space between the hours, minutes, seconds
When we talked, we drank , we laughed
Is like a dream, a dream that will see all this
Turn on it’s head, and you’ll still be here.
I close my eyes.
You linger in my everyday thinking, in my waking up,
In my going to sleep.
I have so much to thank you for, when you listened,
Giving your advice, with choice words
That made me splutter- a spade is a spade to you
And you could not stand the callous attitude,
You could not stand by and watch-
You spoke- boy, did you speak!
The space between is filled with your face, your voice.
The space between will never be empty
Because of you.