A grey, filmy absence is what remains.
I miss you.
You've been gone awhile now - I don't count the days any more.
But I still miss you.
The ache has gone from sharp, searing pain to wistful, gauzy longing.
And I miss you.
I have new habits, new routines, a new life without.
I am happy but I miss you.
For the ones who are gone but never forgotten....
Requiescat in pace: Abs, Tom, John, Dor...
