I'm singing our song, <br />The one with your name, <br />I'm speaking in whispers, <br />Remembering our game. <br /> <br />Listening to your melody, <br />Visualizing your face, <br />Blocking out the way, <br />You had to leave this place. <br /> <br />Taking slow deep breaths, <br />Touching your head stone, <br />Tracing over the letters, <br />And humming out the tune. <br /> <br />Picking out the flowers, <br />Just to watch them fade, <br />They won't bring you back, <br />Won't erase the memories we made. <br /> <br />Staring at your spot, <br />The place that you lay, <br />Smiling through the tears, <br />At the tricks we would play. <br /> <br />Listening for your laugh, <br />Lost inside my mind, <br />Digging for moments, <br />That I've tried to leave behind. <br /> <br />Pulling out the hurt, <br />That I've pushed away, <br />Waiting for the second, <br />That I would know what to say. <br /> <br />But nothing is coming, <br />And my eyes fill with tears, <br />I still miss you, <br />Wish we could have back those years. <br /> <br />You'll never be forgotten, <br />In the memory of me, <br />But I'll still keep you close, <br />Until you set me free.<br /><br />Summer Sandercox<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/humming-out-the-tune/
