Patiently I await a peace in my heart,
wanting to no longer feel bereft.
But sadly there is a piece of my heart,
you took with you when you left.
Stories I want to share with you
now fall on invisible ears.
The longing to hear your reaction
only reduces me to tears.
I know somehow you hear me,
you know exactly what I have to say.
And I know you well enough to know
you’re with me every step of the way.
My heart continues to beat as it should
but an echo can be heard from within.
Only the healing of time can restore my peace
and put back that piece that fits in.