White space remains on the walls
where your pictures used to be
And a black hole in my heart,
The silence in the house is deafening
and the cold digs deep to my bones
as life drains from my soul
Then I hear her laughter
The sweet aroma of scented candles
escaping from the opened windows of her home
Whilst your favourite dishes getting ready in the kitchen
It's a pity that she had to take the light of my life
to brighten up hers
In the heart of darkness I lay………
