The Pain hits,
As I see your clothes
In the closet,
Just the way you left them.
When I smell
Your cologne in the bathroom,
I strain to keep the tears inside.
No dinner for two
On our Anniversary.
No one to cuddle
When I'm cold.
No more picture perfect moments.
The tears fall
With no hand,
but my own,
to wipe them away.
The plane struck the towers,
as the sorrow struck me.
Life without You
Is hard to imagine.
Always know,
I love you