Tear-stained pillow

My acheing chest

Weak, frail limbs

Numbness fills the rest.

I awake that way each morning

Holding a dream to me

Every song is pouring

A million thoughts of 'we'

A dream of what we could have had

Another of what we'd be

Another of a future us

An entire family tree

I've never felt your lips

Or even held your hand

But I've felt the pain you hold inside

And that I cannot stand

My heart won't mend from broken

My thoughts reach miles away

To hold your tears inside of you

And keep the pain at bay

More tears have stained my cheeks for you

Than for all my life of me

I love to listen to the heartbreak songs

That bring the thoughts of 'we.'

But how could that ever be?