Days were darker, hours were longer after you
The silence was deafening
I wondered in a cloud of fog, if I even left bed at all.
I began to find comfort in habits long forgotten and sought out clarity at the bottom swallowed regrets.
The guilt of my actions hammered away at my soul, until it shattered.
Irregardless of what I did I found myself sinking into a pit of hate and blackness.
An unrecognizable face stared back at me from the mirror daring me to break.
It was your voice again the pulled me back
Demanding I get up, allowing me no self pity
Reluctantly I began to move, talk, laugh even
To the point your name no longer brought sadness but joy.
Joy in the love that was, the life that was
You even after all that time saved me.
Twice.
