Whispers of you echo through my years.
Echoes now, even more than memories.
The passing of Time has dulled the pain,
But it has also sullied my memory.
There are times that I wonder...
Did you exist?
Did you wrap your arms around me?
Did I lay my head on your chest?
Did our life exist?
God, I don't know sometimes,
And that causes almost a panic in my thinking brain.
My soul, though...
My soul remembers you.
Who you were is in my bones,
An insoluable part of me now.
Perhaps that is all that matters?
I don't know.
As long as you reside in my soul,
And in the murmur of Time,
That is enough.
It must be enough.
Just focus on Love, I tell myself,
Because that was the strongest part of you and me and us.