The Ache

I dreamed about you last night.
The touch of your hand....the closeness we shared...
it was an intimate dream of once was.
I reached out to you yesterday because of it.
Wishing oh so much that you were at the other end...wanting me..wishing for me.

I live the cliche...
there is a hole in my heart where you once resided.
Even now..I hope for you.

Life moves ever forward...I have friends...I have a life..
my heart has stopped because of you. Like a snapshot..
It doesn't move backward or forward..just still.

My thoughts are always pulled to you at some point of my day.
I like to think you must have been thinking of me recently..
as I feel you oh so close.

That need for you is an ever present ache.

How will I go on.