Loss

The empty feeling left behind,

When something is gone,

And cannot be replaced.

The time spent daydreaming,

Of a something that cannot be,

That cannot come back.

The crushed hopes and smiles,

Stolen from your inside,

The sadness of the soul.

The mourning of someone,

Who left you behind,

Someone you might never see again.

The stabbing hole in your chest,

That can never be replaced,

Not perfectly.

This is what loss means to me,

A part of me is missing,

Never to be regained.

But I will live on,

Try to fill that empty space,

With something worth living for.