All those times we spent together,
all my secret tears and smiles you used to gather,
all, all are gone, gone with the wind,
missing as you’re missing.
Your spot is vacant no more,
there came others, gloating on the shore,
I tried, tried hard, adjusting with the replacements I find,
but impression remains and you’re missing.
Our bond, it was like no other,
kept us close, even on days we were farther,
I miss us, the sharing, the bind,
with us, other hearts have broken, yet you don’t mind, you’re missing.
- dedicated to my ring, the heirloom.