Your photograph
on the mantlepiece
is a constant reminder
that you are not here.
The past now seems
a distant fantasy
where life was something
to treasure and hold dear.
Now every day
when I see your face
I have to try hard to
remember the good times
when laughter
was heard in this place
and being happy
didn’t feel like a crime.
But some days the
memories are not enough
and I find myself feeling low
and struggling to cope,
I never thought that being lonely
would be this tough
but it gives you too many reasons
to live without hope.

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