They say that when you lose a limb, you can still feel it there.
It is gone, but your body has not accepted that fact yet.
I suppose you never do.
I think it is the same when you lose someone you love.
A piece of you is gone. A part of who you are.
The ache and longing comes and goes,
but is never gone for good.
It has been a while.
I miss you.
How can I not?
when you were such a special
part of my soul.