The sequel to Breathing.

Oh no, No No No!

This can not of happened, not to me.

He was made for me and only me.

God has called him.

Has needed him for something.

I want to know what.

I needed him, I need him now.

I wish he were here.

 

I dream of him every night.

I picture his face perfectly in my mind.

Him standing there so still and perfect.

I dream him with me.

I used to kiss him and now I can not.

I know he's here, here with me.

I know he needs me and wants me to.

 

I know it was his time, but that does not ease the pain.

It does not bring him back.

Sometomes I see him standing in front of me.

Whispering my name.

I see him there.

Then I go home and dream.

Dream the best dreams and I think it's real.

He whispers to me.   "I love you."

 

 

I wake up and he's not there.

I feel the tears stream now my face.

I look to the stars.

I know he hears me.

I  whisper to him   "I love you, to."

Reviews

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. extremely skillful and sensitive ... amazingly moving ... beautifully written ... exquisite poetry ...

[Aggie Skeleton]

You love to much.

[James Bonner]

Great last line:)

[Solitary Dreamer]

AWESOME!!!! Your becoming a great writer!:D

[LivingDeath]

Very heartfelt and sad write. Really pulls on the readers heart so i can only imagine what your going through.. But in regards to the poem, very good job. Keep it up :)

[paul]

i love the heartfelt longing expressed in this poem. it has an almost ghostly feel to it, that i like as well.