Your name is lost on my lips. <br />Thoughts of you, written from my finger tips. <br />Your existence seems to be nothing to me. <br />To those who know me well. <br />But without your existence. <br />I am living in a mortal hell. <br />The look in your eyes, is all I see. <br />Whenever I close mine. <br />Your arms reach out in my head. <br />Pulling me close to you, each and everytime. <br />I know we ain't spoke in so long, <br />but I haven't been the same, since you were gone. <br />Your existance is far from forgotten, <br />our memories have not gathered dust, <br />Despite you leaving me. <br />And leaving my heart to rust.<br /><br />Rachel Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rust-11/
