Gone, but still here

Her name was the most beautiful thing that came to me.
Her appearance would bring joy to my heart.
Her words would take sorrow and despair away.
Everywhere i turn, i see her.
I try to forget, but it's too great to do so.
She has been gone for years now,
but her love still haunts me.
Like a never ending love story.
She is gone, but i still feel safe,
I feel no sorrow,
I feel no despair.
I still see her in the face of others.
Her voice still brings me joy.
I have realized she is gone,
But she is still here....

poem by Ricardo Flores
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!