I miss him

the little things are missing

i can feel them coming for me

the memories of life and love...

So alive deep in his eyes.

I will never catch up to him..

Somewhere in his mind he is doing it..

Doing everything on his own

His body can't move much in reality

But he is 5 steps ahead of me in his head.

Overpowering are his eyes

Comforting were once his arms...

Now I touch him and it hurts him.

His embrace was always so strong..

He always held tight and made me feel safe...

I miss his touch,

His kiss, his words.

I miss his hugs, his laughter,

His random thoughts..

I miss his love.

If you look deep enough in his eyes

you will see him running...

running on the beach as free as a bird.

I want to be with him in his head

Where I can hold his hand, touch his face

Hear his heartbeat as I lay my head on his chest.  

I miss him more when I am with him

But to be with him, I wouldn't change a thing.

~~grb   1/25/16~~ 

To DWH