The memories linger,
like a year was a day,
and love of previous years
lingers just the same.
Nothing ever changed
when he went away
except the knowing mind
that the heart’s lost to the sway.
If only the dreams were nearby me,
like he had always been,
I would follow less distant ideas,
and I would let love lead the way.
Though the truest of ideals
when love was his and mine,
is now a shadow in the past,
only true in its own time.