Why do I grieve, not for the past, because that was already past I grieve for what we may have had together in the future I grieve with racking sobs and immeasurable pain for the loss of her I grieve because I know that this is not for today for it will last beyond tomorrow, next week, next month and next year. The overwhelming need to be with her, if only for a brief minute frightens me, yet comforts me through my tears, because it means That I have experienced the depth of love I did not believe existed And for that I should remember to be grateful, but it still seems As though there is no tomorrow for me any more, just today To push myself through, for the sake of others and in memory of her Not to sound self-pitying or boring others with my pain, so I paint on my face And I face the world, but inside I feel nothing but emptiness and grief, and with that word again, I grieve, and I scream to the sky, I want her back The world is silent, the world we knew is no more, and I feel cast away on a sea of loneliness, where there is no laughter, nor even fights, just silence The silence made of grieving and loss. Whilst others quite rightly gather back their lives and hold their loved ones even closer I want her home, I want her back, I want to be with her But in her name and for her memory’s sake I must go on, into a future alone No one can help me, not family nor friends, for this is one battle I must face To waken each day, look at the same spot on the ceiling and get on with trying to live Without her.