A loosened grip was all I left behind, To keep the hope of needed love in sight, To guide my heart at night, when souls go blind, And turn my darkest hours to softer light. I hold a vivid picture of your face, Your eyes aglow, like sunlight on the sea. I see you once, then wait a thousand days; Your smile, a sudden breath of joy to me. I lie in bed and feel the years drift by; Your voice, now distant, fades into the air. Though love may dim, it never fully dies— My heart still aches, though you are never there. I mend the love you break in me, but then, You scatter every part of me, again