Sunday, November 22, 2015

One year and Two months later

There is this void in my life that will never get filled and I try not to think about it
I assume everything is back to normal (as normal as it can ever get without you)
But then we are all living in a subliminal state
Waiting or wishing for something better, what I don't know
Hoping for brighter and happier days ahead but I think we are content with our present days
Time is passing at a very rapid pace and still life is in an invariable shape
Everyday a comment, a story, an old email or thoughts remind me of you
Of things I had to learn from you
Of things I had to share with you
And I think about the void that will never ever get filled
As we miss you