she is gone

Each day and each night
I long for her, all over again
visiting memories of time
spent with her, all alone
when even my demons knew
her and all the world she is
and all that I could care about
was just being with her

she met when i was broken
to hold me, hug me tight as if
trying to get all my pieces
back where they belong
heal my heart which pained
soothe beats, ease breath
and show me what is life
all about, all over again

she was like no other friend
but she is gone, leaving void
which is not empty nor full
leaving the lingering pain there
she is far, distant and yet in heart
but the cure my heart needs
the cure for its pain, is gone
and I bear its agony, pain