Alone in bed I outstretch my arms, laying my hand out with my palm up. 

Imagining you laying there, holding my hand, squeezing it so I know, you're really here.

I talk to you in my sleep whispering why can't you stay, and when I awake I hear your voice floating in the air saying-

I'm with you forever.

During the day I can feel your breath on my ear,

every breeze is your hands rustling my hair.

I see your eyes in everyone that I talk to you, because it can only be you. 

Only you, no one else.

You're the only one who could ever understand me.

At night I toss and turn, fumbling with the sheets, I call out to you where are you? I cry,

you don't answer. There is no air in my room, no breeze, it all feels dead. 

And as I roll over, ashamed, I hear your voice once more say...

You know where I am...

And I choke back tears, that's right, I think.

You left years ago, your body is cold and frigid now, 

Sorry I forgot, I mumble, it just feels like you're still here, I sob. 

And you say:

I'm here forever, lest you forget.