Then, there are times when I think, if only she was around and I could hear her voice, but once. Just once.If only he was here, if I could hold him long enough, to let go of everything else.

And then, the void within pulsates again, like a heartbeat sounding to an ethereal body of pain which refuses to die away; like the sounding of death knells on every moment that I live without them.

And then, droplets form in the corner of the eyes, I shut my eyes hard and will them out, they wont, they retreat into the shady depths of the soul , deep and dark, dank and musty depths, where lies hidden a deep nothingness, waiting to become nothingness.

Finally, I smile, eyes crinkle, in pain? in anguish? I know not but I promise him, and I reassure her, soon enough, wait along, soon enough